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CHAPTER 5
the night his was a good figure, like one of those women stylized you see drawn in the newspapers, seemed one of those models who advertise a perfume or accessories for feminine hygiene and more is very close, less than the meters that were separated from her and increasingly realized that was as existed as far from the stereotypes that had been created by imagining a prostitute.
On the other hand had no knowledge directly with any of those who made life so his idea of \u200b\u200b" whore" was linked to the women he saw on street corners, when he came home from his old job.
If he had met on the street, without knowing it, without knowing anything about her, never, never would have thought that was kind of activity.
They were approaching slowly, but when she realized who it was, on its face drew a complacent smile.
"Got something for me, handsome?"
He said with a tone of voice among the ironic and sensual as well understood here that the flight was a long standing relationship that united them, as if she were reciting a script already tried several times in the past.
"This beautiful woman, I have something hot for you. A hot cappuccino"
She looked at her for one second, as if living conditions in the night put people to understand who had before the first shot, But with the ways of a spoke to her incredible kindness.
"What's a beautiful girl like her around at night in the company of shady characters like that?"
"learning to know"
"Then you will certainly need more time to understand it well. It 'much more complicated than it appears"
And on the latter sentence his voice was suddenly made serious and profound
"Hey, you have all joined forces against me tonight? What kind of people attend? But let me make a good impression with a stranger .... .. "
"We are people who love you for real, that you appreciate what you do, but do not you ever tell him directly, let alone for you to make a good impression"
"Ah, thank you"
"Please. Now, however, explain why you brought this girl here? If you wanted to make a good impression you should not take mica from a prostitute? "
And she said as she began to sip a cappuccino, which had been offered a few moments before
"The real people know I'm doing. The'm driving through the night, to let her know that behind the appearances often there is more substance than you imagine."
"And because of me?" A whore "
" Why are you one of the best women I know and your job is only one circumstance in which you have been forced by life
His eyes filled with memories and tears at the same time and turned, perhaps to pick them up before the ravages of makeup.
"You see, there are several categories of men in the world. Who evaluates what he wants people to see and not for what they are able to give and give, well the one for me is the real link between man and beast "
He realized now that the tears came down in torrents, like a copious river.
" Have you decided to ruin the make-up making me cry? And 'this is the TMOD of your choice to redeem myself tonight? Then you know what? And 'better you leave, if you stay here a while and spend a few prospective client will believe that I'm busy and do not throw up a single euro "
She said giving back to them and trying to use one of the mirror and wipes wipes.
They headed to the car, but one final question addressed it to him anyway, while his voice was still choked with emotion.
"where the door now?"
"From Don"
"A classic, the devil and holy water"
He said nothing as they walked towards the car, however, broke the silence that had fallen between them
"They were young and beautiful, in love like few in the world and enjoyed themselves. They were married at a young age and was one of the few weddings on which I would bet that would last until death did them apart.
So it was.
Her husband was in debt to continue its activity, but could not keep the promises he committed suicide. She was in shock for a long time, why do not you imagine the economic situation actually paid, he kept in the dark.
After the mourning period he tried to recover, but his family saw her as a scapegoat for their pain and made her scorched earth around, no one gave her a fresh start.
One day, one of the creditors of the husband, he proposed to settle the debt and give her the money if ......., was desperate and agreed.
Did you feel guilty for the death of her husband, almost as if she had to pull the trigger and in this way, with this activity, is punished for not helping him, not you save it.
There were people who has actually offered to help her practice, but there was nothing to do, this is his way to atone for a crime that did not. It is here every night, in this grill that is not crowded, no traffic on a highway and sell the body to the beasts that take advantage quickly.
When the sun goes into the bathroom, changing clothes putting work in a bag, as if forgetting what he does and will return to normal life. If we can define it.
For the rest of the world the rest of the world has a monthly income that has won a lottery and so by trying to pay off the remaining debts of her husband.
still loves him as the first day.
Death seprate them "
" How did you meet? "
" This I'll tell you later, for now I can only say that I was never his client, if that's what you know "
The car resumed its journey.
