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It was a house of ill repute And though the occupants were cute (Or so I gather second-hand, I haven’t visited, you understand) The local residents agreed That, though such places served a need, They really didn’t think it should Be sanctioned in their neighbourhood. Theirs was a clean, God-fearing town And this would drive house prices down. That really wouldn’t do at all And so they marched on the town hall. But that all ended in despair (The Mayor was a client there) But, in the end, they won the day; Corona virus came their way. And to the joy of all the town, They had to close the brothel down. They could no longer ply their art With everyone six feet apart. 19th February 2021 They Closed The Brothel contest Sponsor - Kai Michael Neumann

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Date: 3/5/2021 10:20:00 AM
- Difficult to keep distance in their profession - Congratulations on your 8th place in the contest, Bryn :) - // Anne-Lise :)
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Date: 3/5/2021 7:27:00 AM
Oh too clever Bryn :) Nice ending! Congratulations on the win! Linda
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Date: 2/19/2021 12:32:00 PM
LOL!!!! I loved this, especially the ending. Nice work!
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Date: 2/19/2021 10:13:00 AM
lol! good one :)
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