I will become a full-fledged rent…uh…man. Miro has a regular client — a 70-year-old Czech man who’s a doctor, lawyer and professor — who likes three-ways. No money is involved, just a meal and a place to crash. Miro and I have had sex for money while a john watched but this is the first […]
Despite searching the internet and walking the streets of Nove Mesto for a couple of hours this weekend, I was unable to find a cheap ubytovna or hostel with a free bed in a price range I could afford. 340 kc was the cheapest in a 6-person dorm room and that was only available for
By most accounts Miro and I have together managed to revive the sex biznis at the station all by our lonesome. I guess it took one motivated-by-homelessness Czech boy with a decent knowledge of English and balls of steel for dealing with both station security, joined with one equally down-and-out American, with a perverse love
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Last night we slept in the very small, one-room flat of Petr, a “friend” of Miro’s — one of those Czech guys he has sex with, not for money but for accommodation — and near the end of the evening, after a couple beers at the local hospoda and a few glasses of cheap boxed
Someone removed my concealed sheet of Visqueen from under my favorite tree last night so I had no “tent” and thus no decent windbreak. I’d stolen this nice big, thick blanket of plastic from off a window at a construction site in Old Town a couple weeks back and it extended my quality outdoor sleeping
Miro and I have been arguing and bickering and annoying everyone around us who has to listen. I have to face the fact that we have basically incompatible personalities. Three days ago, Miro met up with his mom, the opera singer from Plzen (I’m not kidding) and she gave him quite a bit of money:
A commenter suggested after the last post that Miro doesn’t need me, that he has the power. Actually, that’s not true; I’ve just been, as is my way, deferring to the younger man, feeling sorry for him and basically relinquishing my power. But fuck that. Miro’s Czech is certainly an advantage and his fearlessness at
I’m writing this post in the only open Internet cafe in Prague, I think. I hate fuckin’ holidays. (Except when I drink.) My head is hot and a bit sloshy from 4 hastily consumed Staropramen at a very cheap bufet in Anděl: 16 Kč for half a . . . Sorry, but this content is restricted to
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