Filed under: London by Ben.H
But seriously, I kind of feel sorry for whoever lives there, they must have been driven to… well, forking out for a decent sign for a start!
'transom window:' applause for judicious use of neglected vocabulary.
Jeez I need one of those outside my trailer.
Maybe it's a cunning ruse: ain't no whores here Mr Constable, nosiree.
I should point out that I later learned that the house was, at the time, the residence of the late Sebastian Horsley.
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