Hold the phone! The infamous Power Exchange, after closing their Otis Street location and getting chased off of Gough Street with pitchforks, has moved into the Crash Club space at 34 Mason without so much as a klieg light, and apparently the Tenderloin neighborhood folks are planning an all-out assault, according to C.W. Nevius in the Chron. At least for the SRO residents and former alcoholics in the 'hood who have found God, there is no place for a sex club in the Tenderloin. Nevius appears to identify with the righteousness of these folks and takes pleasure in the committee-hearing fight that's brewing, just as he did when the Gough Street people triumphed. But we have to wonder whether city officials are really going to take the code violation murmuring seriously, or if someone is going to acknowledge that the Power Exchange has a right to exist somewhere.

The club's move was sudden enough that Yelp hasn't even noticed yet, and Crash still has this website up from 2007. We can't wait to see the seedy sloppiness scandalizing the tourists in those outer-Union Square hotels.