Lately, when driving back to the office from one of my clients, I keep passing a boarded up store on Lyell Avenue that was once called Effen Haute.
On a city street that's known for prostitution and violence, the name smacks of ghetto couture.
Damn girl, that dress is effen haute!
They must have gone out of business because the neighborhood couldn't support as much Jean Paul Gaultier as the owner originally forecast . . .
It's an effen shame.
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