Scaldwoods
admin @ April 17, 2009 # One Comment
My local swimming pool is beyond the woods, beside the school, surviving the 21st century.
Someone has defecated and neatly wrapped the result in black togs. It’s in the showers now, prone and glistening, it’s odour a fresh contrast to the scent of stale urine.
The mens’ changing room is often full of harassed women. They […]