book_work epitome of incomprehensibility Four years ago, when I was hired by the tutoring service, they decided I should start work as a prostitute first. Only I didn't feel comfortable having sex with people I didn't know, so I'd stand awkwardly in hallways. My recurring client didn't mind. We would stare at his bookshelves together. It's hard to hire someone to share bookshelves-stares with you, his eyes said. 150617 what's it to you? who go blather from