Hoors? Yeah... Hoors. Prostitutes, Tarts, Hookers, Ladies of Negotiable Affection, call them what you will. For 8 years or so I lived in granite tenement. My Neighbours Were Hoors. Sadly for us all (!?) the brothel was closed down and I moved out of the area. I never did get around to writing about the court case though...

Wednesday, April 19, 2006


Some guy that works with us has just returned after a long absence. He joined the usual group for lunch.

To give him credit, he did manage to restrain himself a full 10 minutes before asking "So! Still living above the Hoors?!"


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