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It's dangerous to be a good-looking woman in Los Angeles. With so many people turned to more primal mind-sets, beauty is means to be harassed, raped, sometimes even killed, if not by overzealous admirers, by overjealous females with not the same God-given (or surgically-given) assets. A staggering sixty percent of all women on the isle are prostitutes. An even more frightening ninety-five percent of all good-looking women are as such. There are then four percent of those women who are either married to someone in a position of power, or in a position of power themselves. The other almost crazed one percent falls on attractive women struggling to make an honest living themselves, as opposed to the roughly forty percent of unattractive women who are either bounty-hunting or working. I guess this shoots down all our semblances of political correctness. But back to prostitutes,eh? The good looks of a prostitute are in direct relationship to her placement, ranging from a dumpy shack nestled in smoggy factory territory, or in a plush brothel brimming with sensual undertones. They are referred to as a 'dame' or a 'ninety-five' or 'ninety-fiver' as an affectionate term, and unaffectionately... well... not much terminology has changed there.
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