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Brothel
This little sign caught my eye whilst i was out for my after lunch constitutional on Meard Street, a mere 30 seconds from the office.
After my initial disappointment had subsided it made me wonder how often do people knock on that door believing it to be a brothel? Then i actually stopped and considered the building, it was a rather nice Edwardian townhouse. Surely brothels have not been in buildings like that since, well, the Edwardian period?
I was literally scratching my chin at this quandary when my phone rang; i had to go pick up some stationary for work. There's no rest for the wicked...
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