This diary covers only a small corner of my life for reasons of my not wanting day time and night time activities to be mixed together.
My diary should be an interesting way to live vicariously in neighborhoods where men driving cars survey prostitutes working at curbside.
Most people in society avert their eyes, drive through once, and then make a point of taking a different route back home.
This diary describes at least one of those people in the cars that circle around and around in search of sex for sale.
Here you may read the mindset of a John.
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