Athens

J Jan Oskar Hansen Jan Oskar Hansen
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Athens This time I was in Athens and met a woman in a park, she promised me sex a moment of greatness I would come back to her begging her for more. I was in my late thirties, knew that sex with a prostitute was like masturbating, a fantasy only more expensive I declined, we got talking, and she was like me a communist she had a university degree in philosophy having no money she sometimes sold her body, but she could not go uptown in the case she was recognizable, it was a great night we sat in a bar drinking ouzo and spoke to early morning and it was time for me to go back onboard my ship and cook breakfast For the crew. I don’t know what happened to her but with her education she eventually got a good employment and joined the middle classes and a well to do husband who never knew of her past yet enslaved by her sexual foresight.

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