School Of Body Painting

A brothel run by Lady Jane located in the Ul Den Ul.

'A client?' said Zinjanthrop. 'A client, by night? By night in the month of Lombok? In competition with Lady Jane, are we?'
The Lady Jane in question ran a notorious School of Body Painting on the second floor of the Ul Den Ul. It was the lair of certain women, usually floridly dressed and heavily perfumed, who worked late hours and slept from dawn till lunchtime. If Atlanta had still been wearing her pearls and silks, she might have blushed. But she was wearing the uniform of the law - and once dressed in her legal grey she was virtually unshockable.
'Shark up or shut up,' said Atlanta. ' I don't have all night.' [WoH Ch2]

The stairs at the back went up to Atlanta's law office, which was at the top of the building. The second floor of the Ul Den Ul was occupied by Lady Jane's School Of Body Painting, the lair of certain women, usually floridly dressed and heavily perfumed, who worked late hours and tended to sleep from dawn till lunchtime. A door to the School opened as Atlanta and Yulius came creaking up the stairs, then closed again when the yawning woman inside saw who it was.
'Do you want her?' said Atlanta, teasing. [WoH Ch5]

As Gorkindachina descended the stairs in the darkness - carefully, and keeping one hand on the lukewarm pizza in case it slipped - he bethought himself of Lady Jane's School Of Body Painting on the second floor. He had so little money there was no point in conserving it. A hundred dollars would buy him a night.
When Gorkindachina got down to the second floor, he knocked on the door. To his surprise, it was opened by the lady Del Dorn. [NoP Ch14]

Heineman opened the drawer where he kept several of his secrets. There was a pair of underpants which he had stolen from Lady Jane's School Of Body Painting during the course of the wildly uproarious night on which he had celebrated his twentieth birthday. There was a copy of the confession in which Kansko Chansko had admitted to his affair with the singing girl Quarleen. And there was a pack of photographs. [EoH Ch11]


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