Diary of a One-Legged Prostitute

are funny, and some are downright bizarre. But each client leaves a mark, whether they realize it or not

cenes look at the human zoo, with me as your s

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ted me to dress up as Marie Antoinette and re-enact scenes from the French Revolution. Apparently,

"I have always been fascinated by French history" he told me. "Especially Marie Antoinette"


"I like the part where they chop off her head" I said.
"Noooo!" he said, I had forgotten, he was role playing.

has been unfairly demonised, that i

h you right now" I said "If you were

t say that it was an experi

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place with him wearing a VR headset, while I pretended to be his digital fantasy. It was like being in a low

e. I felt I had to charge him triple for the experience, all of that

imes, I hope he is ok,

Lost

ower who just wanted someone to talk to. We spent the entire evening discussing his late wife, sharing m

or him. He had lost the love of his life, I know that pain all t

k after you

it's not my place" he said

remind you of good memories, hope

nderstand, it isn't always about

One-

things he had done. He had climbed Mount Everest, swam to the bottom of the marina trench, done this, done that.

ssive forehead shining bright, he probably wasn't

"Did you know I am one of the richest men in the world?" he said.
"No way!"

why don't you

was being sarcas

Regu

for a mental break from his high-stress job. He'd come to me and moan about all the stuff he h

. But you can never know for

"I am going through a divorce" he told me one day.


id. "I am

know what

Mr. Evens sighed "I feel like I don't know her anymore"


es with

I said.
"I guess so"

an tell, this job is filled with interesting clients, it is almost a j