Lonely Hearts And Lonely Wallets

Prostitutes’ newspaper advertisements used to be formulated in such a way as to be almost indistinguishable from lonely-hearts ads. The former spoke of meeting a rich gentleman for an hour, the latter of meeting a rich gentleman for considerably longer.

I sit in the main square, people-watching. Couples pass, he probably pasty under his coverings, shapeless and shambling, she flashing tanned skin, stylish and graceful. How can anyone possibly find such men attractive, other than for their money?

Posted on March 26, 2012 at 10:11 by Hugo Grinebiter · Permalink
In: THE NAME OF THE GAME, Name Of The Game, Miscellaneous

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