Harlot

Imagine ! You walking on the sidewalk getting to a beggar on the street who is crying for a bit of bread. Now imgine yourself making a deal with him to give him ten box instead of getting naked for 10 seconds. Now get back to your seat .What do you expect him to do? I know that it's different in different people. But by instinct what do you expect?
Imagine a country getting out of some marxism enviroment taking steps toward freedom. Have you thought of those slaves freed in just one night? slaves which have lived all their life in some sluggish society. Now you expect them to earn anything? and to export anything more than strippers, prostitutes and diseases?
Today I was thinking about some weeks ago that I happened to see some of them in another area. Tired but dancing all night with their apathetic eyes looking for some lights or a sign from anybody to spend the night somewhere better. This is not poetic ,this is not mentioning the name "prostitute" gloriously in some european style intelectual books or poem. It's about a crime a all-through-the-ages villainy. About some not-gifted freaks counting money behind the daughters of such great cultures that nowhere around the europe you have seen such depth. The societites which have created such phenomenons as ballet , opera , symphonies , quartets and poems. Don't just pay your entry and watch . It's about getting depressed when watching someone getting sliced in front of you and some barbarians asking for more.