Prague Rent Boys – Part One

I lived for 5+ years in Prague among that beautiful city’s rent boys — drinking, fucking, pimping, and writing my heart out.

Then, they deported me.

This is the full, untold story, Part One.

Originally published between September 2003 and March 2004.

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Eddie, the big, black hospoda queen

I’m not sure what I would have done without Eddie the last week or so I’ve been acclimating to the ubytovna. He’s basically been my cheerful wake-up call every morning at 10. Otherwise, I’d probably be wallowing in bed, hands behind my head, staring at the water-damaged ceiling. Eddie’s Czech is pretty good and, because …

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Scattered updates about friends, rent boys, rent-boys-who-are-friends and more

My life’s about to take another weird turn but that’s why I’m here after all. I’ll say more in a few days. However, I’ve been wanting to write about several things: 1. How Honza, the boy who incorrectly stood me up for biznisThe sex business; sex for money; prostitution This spelling convention was introduced to …

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Two terse tales of taken tourists

I had a nightcap (well, two) at Stella last night and I’m glad I did. I hadn’t seen Jirka-K since I’d had Andre at his and Adam’s apartment weeks before. So, when he came into the sofa room I literally jumped up as he offered his hand. “Fuck that,” I said and hugged him. “I …

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