HM’s parking lot, as many of you know, is in the alley situated between the row houses that line her block and the car wash behind it. The area was once rather seedy, known for the thriving flesh and crack cocaine sales industries, but has since experienced a recent upturn, as indicated by a French Deli, $1800 per month single bedroom apartments and a Fresh Fields.
This morning, I was reminded why they it is the Oldest Profession. Between the alley and work I must have seen about fifteen used condoms strewn about the street. Some businesses will always be big, but last night must have been one hell of a lucrative night for someone. I’m sure at least the folks at Trojan saw an unexpected spike in sales.