Thursday, April 16, 2009
Rachel in Amsterdam
We came around one corner and suddenly right in our faces was a girl with one foot up on her window ledge (so to give you a better, uh, view), swinging her hips lasciviously right at pedestrian eye level, and if you could tear your eyes away from that, which I could because I’m not a lesbian, you’d discover she was disinterestedly texting on her cell phone with both hands while a cigarette hung out of her mouth. It doesn’t get much sexier than that.You gots to read the whole thing.