ericthered,

I suspect that your image of a prostitute is coloured by the so-called

noble geisha.

In another life I worked in Aussie Customs Investigation Section,

and dealt with a number of prostitutes as informants.

None were there by choice, but merely as the most lucrative of

the shitty choices available. A couple of them had the option taken away

from them by pimps who fed them drugs, but all were trapped

in the spiral.

Tea with a prostitute? Why?

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