Bangkok, Thailand, August 2009.

Patrick and I walked to Wat Sutat, from the Phiman River Guest house.  We lived there, he taught english and I was an “escort.” Patrick was my best friend there, If I was to met with a client I had never met before, he was my back up.  He had there number.  I wanted something here, but not to bring something from my past, I found that being an escort opened a world to me, taught me a lot about love, and human connection and desire.  I was young and able. The city is like a scene from blade runner, and filled my part.  Racing around the city on the back of motor bikes to pent house suits overlooking the reds and gold of a sleepless city scape from the future.