…a quick update on the mysterious Maison de Paris that now graces the neighbourhood around the Mid-Levels Escalator. The proprietors have placed a board outside listing what the business sells, and the teddy bear in the window is now sitting on a wickerwork chair…
Astute observers will notice that the teddy bear has a more assertive, even truculent, attitude than before. This could be related to comments here pondering whether one possible explanation for the new French fragrance/chandeliers emporium is no less than – money laundering.
I’m with the teddy bear on this. Aside from the obvious fact that We Don’t Do That Sort of Thing in the Mid-Levels, this would make a terrible money-laundering front. The classic set-up for re-cycling proceeds of crime is a currency-exchange, a bar, a pawn shop, an amusement arcade, maybe a New Territories railings supplier or some other business with a heavy cash-flow. Not sure that’s very likely in this case.
(Or, of course, a bank – but obviously that would never happen in Hong Kong.)
A long used device for keeping the mistress / 2nd wife from even greater pocket damaging activities.
Wot ? No fragrant candles and/ or ‘essential’ oils ?
It’s still a brothel. It’s the best way of making money from a restricted space in Central.
Ask for Mimi in the back. She’s in great demand but you may be lucky.
Women are like airplanes. Get inside one, steady your joystick and take her to heaven and back.
Keep calm, just a bored housewife, nothing more.
You must secretly enjoy this because there is an obvious remedy for chichi bombardment from which you suffer. Move to a thoroughly unfashionable neighbourhood where the local retail consists tutorial centres, plumbers, and real estate agents. Then commute to work by bus like a normal person.
No sackfuls of French porn, then?
Quoting “Black Adder”, not giving credit and thinking you’re clever?