When she bends over to look in the passenger's window to tell a driver how much it costs, she gives her coffee cup to her friend, who is dressed in a pair of red hot pants slit along the legging hems so that they fit like an Indian warrior's loincloth. When the girl in white comes back in fifteen minutes, her friend will have a fresh cup of coffee ready. The police occasionally do roundup the girls , but there are no neighbours complaining about the traffic or the commerce going on below their kitchen windows, so the police act only when it's a slow night or something unusually ugly happens there and it gets into the paper and makes respectable people in City Council get hot and bothered. By the way, the girls, which also means some boys dressed up to look like girls, say that there are some very respectable people who take late night drives into Tel Baruch. They say that professional ethics prevents them from naming names, but the police confirm that on occasion, during roundups forced on the cops by a sudden upsurge of interest and respectable people's horror about what happens in Tel Baruch at night, some very respectable people have been embarrssed and then allowed to quickly speed home.
Business starts much earlier than three in the morning.
Some girls get to work at seven in the evening, just in time to get respectable customers on their way home from respectable jobs. Friday and Saturday nights, say the girls, are busy times, but midweek is better because on the weekends the married men, who are the girls' main customers, go out with their wives. On the weekends there are a lot of young soldiers home for the weekend and in their parents' cars, after a few drinks downtown, they cruise up and down the narrow tarmacs amidst the dunes, counting their money and considering the girls. In midweek, say the girls, respectable husbands wait until their respectable wives have gone to sleep after the last tv show of the night, and then the husbands go cruising along the sandswept asphalt of Tel Baruch, looking for Tel Aviv's working girls. By four thirty a.m., the sand dunes of Tel Baruch are empty, the traffic jam is over.