Seamstresses' Guild

Sorry to be such a lame-ass blogger, internet people. I have been busy "IRL", as they say. Here's the view from my new studio, towards the back roof we share with the Seamstresses Guild Thai massage parlour denizens. They hang their laundry out back here.

Here's the view from the front, there's a backpacker hostel down across the street.

And this is the interior, in its former incarnation as institutional green with stripes, but we are in the process of painting it white.

Notice to everyone: when stuff is green with stripes, you need to use primer on it. Also, painting walls takes longer than you think it's going to.

Comments

[woof]

great floors!

[belle waring]

yeah, nice, huh? they look better now.

[ozma]

What? You don't like that lovely green?

[t-train]

I sympathize with the view from your studio. My office overlooks the rooftops of the little-spoken-about-but-apparently-popular red light district of Philadelphia.

There aren't any actual red lights above the doors of the numerous massage parlors. But you can tell the businesses are shady down those alleys because even though there aren't any actual business names on the doors there are very large signs that indicate the street numbers.

There's one denizen who comes out onto a rooftop every day at lunchtime to stretch and perform exercises, presumably before her clients arrive with their terribly sore back muscles. Those exercises include the unsurprising (such as lunges) as well as the unexpected (the hula hoop).

Not the sort of thing one expects to have as a view from a venerable white-shoe Quaker-founded law firm.

[Neil the Ethical Werewolf]

Pratchett's phrase, 'Seamstresses' Guild' always struck me as an excellent euphemism.

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