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"Here is my first British passport. I was just twenty.one. "How do you like the hair-do, all the girls wore it bobbed and crimped and permed. We all wanted to be Jean Harlowe. And here is my Danish passport, just after the war. How do you like that darling hair-do, all long and severe and neatly curled at the shoulder. And here is another Danish passport, hair shorter and curled and oh so sweety-pie like Marilyn Monroe. And Austrian in the early sixties. How do you like that beehive. And this was when I was living in Spain and my hair was long and poker straight much as it is now. That was the seventies. And here is my first Dutch passport, from 1983. That was thirty-eight years ago, and looking at me this minute you would think the photo was taken this morning. Any questions, dear..." "This is all just unbelievable." "Of course it's unbelievable. And I am going to be showing these to Christopehr's case worker and his psychiatrist, who happens to be someone that I know, have known for many many years, and he doesn't even know that I'm coming to see him today." She returns the passports into her handbag, packing them in closely like a deck of palying crds, then says to Nicole, "So, about my proposal." "About abducting johns and ferrying them off to rendition camps, you mean. Personally, I do like the idea. But Chuck and Cynthia are both opposed and legally it would be completely unworkable. Until you have shown us some transparency, then I'm afraid there is nothing we can do." "What kind of transparency would you like?" "Countries that are involved, agencies, funding, locations of the centres, their treatment, their...willingness. We have a very thorough and very strict international huamn rights code and there is really nothing that can be done without those men's prior consent." "Men who exploit women and other men in this way have forfeited their right to consent." "International law sees things quite differently. And who is funding this by the way?" "I am unable to reveal our sources." "In which case", says Nicole, taking a swig from her mug, "The matter is closed. But I do agree with you, that we cannot properly address sex work without also addressing their noxious clientele, namely the johns." "You mean prostitution", says Carl, with a grin. "Oh, that too, I would imagine. You know, yesterday, this really irritating young guy comes in wearing a T shirt that says, "Sex Work is Work." So, while he was paying for his cookies I say to him, "Yep, it's fucking hard work. It turns us into prostitutes." "what did he say", says Erik. "Not one blessed word, except, "oh." And then he walked out of here real fast..."