{"id":62,"date":"2014-08-04T12:24:50","date_gmt":"2014-08-04T12:24:50","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/writingsinrhyme.com\/?p=62"},"modified":"2014-08-08T12:31:35","modified_gmt":"2014-08-08T12:31:35","slug":"paris-doorway-red-light","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/writingsinrhyme.com\/index.php\/paris-doorway-red-light\/","title":{"rendered":"Paris Doorway: Red Light"},"content":{"rendered":"<figure id=\"attachment_63\" aria-describedby=\"caption-attachment-63\" style=\"width: 725px\" class=\"wp-caption alignnone\"><a href=\"http:\/\/writingsinrhyme.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/One-of-the-Paris-Bordello-workers.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" src=\"http:\/\/writingsinrhyme.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/One-of-the-Paris-Bordello-workers.jpg\" alt=\"One of the Paris Bordello workers\" width=\"725\" height=\"419\" class=\"size-full wp-image-63\" srcset=\"https:\/\/writingsinrhyme.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/One-of-the-Paris-Bordello-workers.jpg 725w, https:\/\/writingsinrhyme.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/One-of-the-Paris-Bordello-workers-300x173.jpg 300w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 725px) 100vw, 725px\" \/><\/a><figcaption id=\"caption-attachment-63\" class=\"wp-caption-text\">One of the Paris Bordello workers<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n<p><em>Young soldiers facing death worried not about sin when heading into battle, many of whom never had being in a relationship, and were doomed to a prostitutes embrace to be the only experience of female love they would enjoy before their imminent deaths.<\/em><\/p>\n<p>Those who had not lived and loved<br \/>\nWho would never get to, huddled<br \/>\nIn the Paris rain, in queue<\/p>\n<p>The Bordello madam smiled<br \/>\nBusiness boomed: city burns<br \/>\nSins consequences forgot.<\/p>\n<p>Young men learned it was not much<br \/>\nWith wages they never spend<br \/>\nThey paid, there&#8217;s no point saving.<\/p>\n<p>Enough left for their mothers<br \/>\nWho would cry, pray for their souls<br \/>\nWho&#8217;d know nothing of tonight.<\/p>\n<p>Tomorrow, each give their body<br \/>\nFor the gratification of generals<br \/>\nIn the whorehouse of the battlefield.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Young soldiers facing death worried not about sin when heading into battle, many of whom never had being in a relationship, and were doomed to a prostitutes embrace to be the only experience of female love they would enjoy before their imminent deaths. 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