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Who could forget last year's public display of hair pulling and uncontrollable sobbing surrounding the Barleycorn's closure? We almost did until we read Eater's news that the Barleycorn will - get this - turn into another Irish pub called Duffy's Irish Pub. Ta-da. Word has it, straight from Luisa Hanson's mouth according to Eater, that the still-empty space at 1415 Larkin is set to open come February '08. Although a visable lack of renovation seems to suggest otherwise.

"Mean nut" restaurateur Luisa Hanson -- you know, the person more or less responsible for the Barleycorn closure -- had a swift bit of karma hurled at her head last week. It seems that her flagship, whimsically branded Luisa's, was forced to shut its door. Nothing too unusual. Yet.

We have sad news for barflies everywhere—the bar John Barylecorn's will close this weekend after a desperate attempt at keeping it open. The bar became in trouble when local restaurateur Luisa Hanson purchased the building that held the bar and told the owners she was not looking to keep the place open. A campaign was started to save it, complete with petitions, a Great Pub Toast, and proposed legislation from Aaron Peskin but it was all to no avail.

Between the black n' purple checkered floor and the burlesque porn that was playing in the TV over the bar, we knew we had entered the perfect world's most interesting venue, Bottom of the Hill. (We continued that thought as we ventured into the sticker/grafitti laden walls of the cramped men's bathroom.) Bumping into Chris Reynolds, Eulogies' drummer, at the merchandise table before the show was unexpected as the porn but we digress. After a...

-- "Given" (featuring artists Darwin Bell, Bret Hansen, and Danyol): Winner of SF Weekly’s "Best Polaroid Artist" award, Darwin Bell, makes clever, energetic pieces from the text he finds around the city, snapped up by his trusty Polaroid. Come check out his work, along with equally-talented artists Bret Hanson and Danyol, at this opening reception party starting at 6:30 p.m.-9 p.m. at 575 Castro (at 18th St. [formerly Harvey Milk's Camera Store]); admission is free.

Our concert picks for the week of 9/22-9/28.

The Examiner's in the middle of a week-long article series about San Francisco's tourism industry, where Examiner reporters try out various tourist services. Yesterday's Nellie Blys took cabs from various locations around the city, which was fine. But today! Today, they sent some poor reporters to stand on busy corners with maps in hand and see how long it took residents to ask them if they needed any help. How does this assess anything except nosiness? Unsurprisingly, the crazies in the Haight immediately leapt to the aid of our reporters, and continued to ramble on and on and on about various aspects of San Francisco counterculture history -- whereas on 16th and Mission and Castro and Market, while some people looked over with mild concern, everyone left the reporters alone, forcing them to actually ask for help. No! Ask for help? Why should tourists have to do that? We here at SFist like to think that the Mission and Castro actually reflect a better attitude towards tourists: you're not out of place, you belong here! -- and we're not going to bug you unless you actually need us to! It's actually kind of freaky when someone comes up to you and is like, "pardon me, miss, are you lost?" Um, where's our mace? Even the Examiner admits that everyone was nice when they asked (well, except for Chinatown, where the locals gave them wrong directions.) Tourists sculpture by Duane Hanson