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sold-Bolton Ontario |
The Rialto has been around for I don't know how long. I watched Saturday Night Fever At this gorgeous theatre when I was a teenager. (Loved that Movie.....Love John Travolta).There used to be a gym downstairs from the theatre. I wandered into it once out of curiosity. It was the late sixties or early seventies. The gym was just like something out of Rocky. It had a boxing ring and there were men practising boxing and punching those leather punching bags everywhere. The place smelled so strong of sweat and testosterone... I couldn't breathe. A big hairy man told me to scram. I ran out and never ventured back. It would sure have made some great subject matter for paintings.
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