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Through the Spy Hole at the Nightingale


“Once I’d discovered the and made some friends, we went round to the , which was in those days in in a two-up two-down house. You had to ring a bell and a spy hole would open and you would be perused. It was not very lesbian friendly.”

Contributed by: Wash, 57

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