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  • A guy stumbles to the reception drunk -yet another compelling start.

    He opens the conversation with a joyful “What a fucking night”. His eyes are glassy.
    He has been drinking all night with Chinese ex French Foreign Legion soldiers. Apparently the only way to get them to stop buying him drinks was to admit to the fact that he was a woman.

    A split second after he confesses me that he is from Texas and that women find him repulsive. I am confused. He thinks that it is because of his mixed origins, he says that being a third Native American a third Scottish and a third German never helped anybody getting laid. I don't get his point.

    Then he asks me “Are you religious in any way?” I answer with a stiff “No” so he feels free to continue “I just arrived from Amsterdam just gotta love those whores”. I sit still and I let him continue his story.

    This nice guy from Texas is after spending four hundred euros in four days on prostitutes, most of his money bought him threesomes with Czech and Russian hookers that complimented his dick for being not too big, but not too small either. I get a detailed list of expenses, even the price of that Asian tramp whose sex he was not too sure about “…maybe she was a dude, but after the operation who could tell?”
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