Rent-boy charity

Sometimes I take a boy because he’s there, because I’m drunk and horny in Rudolfa and he’s sitting next to me, clinking glasses and bitching about bad Czech music, not necessarily because he's my type. I also just enjoy new experiences, as you might have noticed.

In the case of Michael, a tall, lean dark-haired boy from the station, it was because he told me that, at 15, he cried at the end of

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