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The Vertical Village by night during the Christmas season.
Pretty, eh
You wouldn’t believe some of the stuff that happens here, though.
Sometime over Christmas, neighbours of an apartment started complaining about a pervasive smell.
The tenants refused to open the door, so the janitors got the council people over to check it out, PC Plod tags along for good measure and they all troop into the apartment.
Exit rapidly one council chappy who promptly deposits his breakfast unceremoniously in the hallway.
The dog – a decent-sized Alsation – had died sometime in December (estimates put it at 3 weeks …) and was monopolising the bathroom, by this time having swollen to the proportions of a small calf.
The stench must have been horrendous.
And the tenant just sat there smoking and watching TV while all this commotion was going on.
“We might be poor, but we do see life” as Dad used to say.
Don’t know who (or how) they removed the cadaver, but it got taken away.
“It’ll be recycled together with the other animal cadavers” said the lady from the council.
Then – in a stage whisper ” Then make them into lipstick”
I’m glad I’m a bloke….
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