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FangKC wrote: What I've always wanted downtown is a lounge/salon of sorts that sells tea, coffee, beer, wine in a rathskellar-like setting with some new and used books, magazines,  and music CDs for sale, and a small stage for things like spoken word readings, light cabaret, alternative/folk singers, and comedians.  A place with lots of tables and chairs, banquettes, old mismatched couches and armchairs, and coffee tables; a long old wooden bar with rails, a jukebox, pool and ping-pong tables, darts, pinball, etc.  The walls would be bare brick with lots of big posters and antique signs.  It would be like a social gathering place/downtown living room.  A place downtown residents could hang out and meet each other.  It would also operate as an all-night diner.

The old Washington Street Station building would have been perfect, but it was torn down.

And I'd like someone else to operate it because I don't have the funds or energy to do it.  But, if I had a lot of money, this is what I would create.  Imagine a combination of Westport Flea Market, Chubby's, Balanca's, Bar Natasha, Tanner's, The Quaff, and the Peanut set in Spivey's Book Store.

cdm2p wrote: Fang - do you have pictures showing pictures of old roof signs in KC?  I'm looking for pictures that might show the something like that.

Sussudio wrote: Who owned it? If it was an Italian man I'm sure he was dabbling here and there.

GuyInLenexa wrote: OMG where will I put my fox stole for summer storage????

chrizow wrote: i refuse to believe seiden's wasn't a front for something.

Gretz wrote: I always imagined (less sinisterly) some ancient flapper that just refused to die stubbornly clinging to the fur business well into her nineties, reminding her of her youth in a time where the city was much more vibrant and people bought things like "fox stoles."  The periods where the place was in disrepair, I imagined to be stints in the hospital or nursing home for our ancient proprietor.  Maybe she finally kicked it or is permanently incapacitated, and her descendants/executor can only now close the completely defunct business.  Too bad I never got a chance to hawk my great grandmother (one such encourageable old school flapper)'s quite impressive, dated collection of furs before they closed up shop...

bahua wrote: Maybe they'll demolish the building and put in a gas station!

Gretz wrote: I always imagined (less sinisterly) some ancient flapper that just refused to die stubbornly clinging to the fur business well into her nineties, reminding her of her youth in a time where the city was much more vibrant and people bought things like "fox stoles."  The periods where the place was in disrepair, I imagined to be stints in the hospital or nursing home for our ancient proprietor.  Maybe she finally kicked it or is permanently incapacitated, and her descendants/executor can only now close the completely defunct business.  Too bad I never got a chance to hawk my great grandmother (one such encourageable old school flapper)'s quite impressive, dated collection of furs before they closed up shop...

Sussudio wrote: That's a little way down from Bartle. I think there are more parking garages nearby.