It must have been his birthday!
Or a sudden drive on energy-saving...
Or he has put on weight, caught leprosy and grown another head...
Or his mother has come to stay!
Anyway. Neighbours of this world weep, hang your heads, wail and grind your teeth...
For the naked man has bought curtains.
Amen.
Well... Not that many years ago I lived above a brothel in the Grey Toon in Scotland. Out of a confused mixture of irritation and amusement, I started to blog about it.
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