Amsterdam is always a wild town with interesting twists and turns. Part of the Red Light District wraps around an old church. They have a Christian youth hostel that is located right next door to a Thai massage parlor. I accidentally walked in the wrong door. Next thing I know, people are handing me a Bible and praying for my soul.
I was like, “ Wow!, this is pretty kinky. When do we take off our clothes?”
Suffice to say my stoned error was not met with kindness and I was quickly invited to leave. I, of course, was met with open arms when I moved next door and flashed a roll of guildens. It always helps to be in the right place at the right time.
Absent minded fool
can’t read sign above entrance
met with derision
a soul well beyond saving
I swiftly ventured next door
https://www.postpoems.org/authors/georgeschaefer/prose/1106861
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