I might want to point out that if sex workers are wearing sweat pants, as they do in Saint John, I don’t know if “thriving” is the word I’d use. And I’ve already gone on record stating the need for legalised prostitution.
It’s also thriving in Lachine, something the goode ladywyfe and I discovered while recently dining at McDonald’s. We sat close to a gentleman and his female companion as he fielded calls on his cell phone from prospective clients.
In such a business, one might expect discretion to be exercised. This was not the case with the man, who spoke loudly with what I guessed was an Eastern European accent.
“Yes, you want a lady to come visit you? $45 dollars an hour. No. Outcalls only. You don’t like it? Oh yes, that’s a problem. You need to call the government about that. I’ll give you the number: 1-800-Go Fuck Yourself. Bye.”
I weep for the state of customer service in this country.