Cleanliness

Cleanliness On my frequent lone walk by the old docks I came across a building which turned out to be a communal bathhouse. It was incredibly cheap for a few pence I got a towel and soap and had my first shower I was at the time, elven years old. And when I was short of change asked my mother for not ice cream, but for a shower. My brother said only poofters went there, how would I know? I Didn`t see anyone wearing badges: “I`m a gay person.” There are shops where the old building stood and by life`s irony sells perfume and toiletry.