Try to hang on. Yen pours silently. I can't tell how old Yen is. She has the face of a girl but a body of an aged woman, with dry, unkempt, sticky hair. Yen wears wrinkled black pants and a wrinkled white shirt turned yellow, dotted with small, faded pink flowers.
Yen wears no shoes.
I've never seen a prostitute so close. I am a student, twenty-one years old. My world is a world of books, mathematics, physics, history, literature. A prostitute, to me, lives in a mysterious world, with a mysterious life, with a slim and attractive body, with a sexual smile and sexual gestures, with fancy underwear and wild clothes, with readiness to satisfy men's desires. Here I see a prostitute in frayed, dirty clothes, a prostitute with a floppy body, with no make up on her face.