eternal070

.........ive never fallen in love with a prostitue......but i did form a deep friendship with one, at one point in my life. dont get me wrong, im straight. but i met a girl street walker who became such a dear friend! i was on a midnight burger run alone (you know how it is) and while i was waiting at the food stand, this girl approached me and asked me why i was reading about death and forensics at 330am in the morning. (dont ask, i dig those books!). so we started talking and she was really nice. i was facinated, she was from a different world. she told me she couldnt go home coz she was boarding somewhere in mendiola and they dont open the door till like 5am and she had just come from a club, "work" she called it. To make a long story short, she was just so nice, and admittedly, i was intrigued to get to know someone from her world, i love people, all kinds....so we ended up at my place. We talked till dawn, her life story, how shes been a japayuki several times over, and other stories, she was hilarious! I ended up driving her home and got to see where and how she lived. I parked the car and made my way through a small eskinita and up a very narrow building to where she stayed, crammed in a room with 8 other girls. She then started flooding me with make-up and kikay stuff, condoms even...haha. we became fast friends! for about a year, i lived through her funny stories, about her customers, the bugaws, her lifes journey, her family, her struggles, her failed relationships with callboys......and i did what i can to help. Somehow, i helped her get a job, a "normal" job...at first she was very happy, happy to be "clean":, "respectable"....but soon thereafter....she went back. To the cycle of tricks, callboy boyfriends...and drugs. She bid me farewell one day, telling me she found a japanese papa. that was the last i heard from her....wherever she is...i wish her well....i miss her, she gave me alot of life realizations my clueless college buddies could never give. she may have dressed different, looked different, acted different, lived different. but to me, she had a golden heart. a beautiful person indeed....,.

.........ive learned that love strikes like lightning, lingers like a french kiss, shines like the morning sun, sizzles like sisig and a cold beer, grows like a newborn baby and just maybe.......last a lifetime!..........

.........eraserheads forever! :thumbsupsmiley:

and.....................rivermaya, parokya, wolfgang, !