Tourist Trap

Window-shopping in Amsterdam—a buffet of flesh he wants to fuck, she wants to study.

The prostitutes, on display (defiantly sexual), eye the couple cagily.

“Think they’d let us watch?”

“Watch what?”

“Them, you know…fucking a john.”

“We could go to a sex show for that.”

“Yes, but there they’d KNOW we were watching. This would be more fun.”


They walk on, browsing. Nordic, blonde—whip. Manly, Asian—push-up bra. Gorgeous, black—cutting eyes.

3A.M., the smells repellent—garbage mingled with sex. Even the whores look tired and bored.

“Fuck it, let’s just go buy some weed.”

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