May the audience be silent because this text will not dwell with the most well-known and divulgated story about prostitution. What we will do, is take a chilled walk short, of course , with no romanticisms nor judgment, around one of the biggest targets for prejudice. The tabu within the tabus. And yet, here it is, alive and kicking, as always. It was a truly beautiful dress. That fit not like a glove but as a soft corset.
Overflowing everything that could be commonly perceived as an object of desire. And containing, with restrained modesty, all the excess that could stain her notorious class and delicate and noble size.
She walked into the saloon as if she was followed by invisible spotlights. The respected gentlemen all turned their necks, synchronized, as a bunch of flamingos. Just to see, they would swear, some sort of fireworks. Their wives carefully followed their gaze. Firing sparks in between their mascara.
Mumbling inappropriate things behind their clenched, lipstick-stained teeth. Trivialities, mostly. Since no one had the guts to ask him who his imponent date was, supposing it was a delicate subject following the recent, extremely complicated and widely talked about divorce featured on the latest sexagenarian.
Further south of Constantinople the current Istanbul , and closer to Izmir, in that part of Turkey, which is much more Greek than its Russian interior, is Ephesus, one of the most well-preserved cities of the incredibly vast roman empire. Many of the houses remain intact with their terraces and frescos, even tableware and some interior decoration, huge statues in the entrance of important buildings, such as the Temple of Hadrian and Odeon, in a state of conservation that would unleash the envy of any other holder of such patrimony.
