[Scene: rental car, B road, somewhere on the Costa Brava.]
A: Did you see that lady waiting for a bus? Kinda weird to have a bus stop all the way out here.
P: And very organised to have a plastic chair to wait on.A: Yeah.
…[drive further few kilometres]
A: The bus must not be far behind us, there’s another lady waiting. Weird there’s no actual bus shelter or anything.
P: A, have you noticed how the ladies are dressed?
A: No. Why?
P: Keep your eyes open.
…[few more ks]
A: Lots of truck traffic on this road. Why don’t they just take the A roads? They’re way faster.
P: I imagine they’re saving on tolls. And…
…[couple more ks]
A: Wow, she’s really going to town with the leg warmers. And those are some short shorts.
P: And some extremely serious stilettos.
A: Do you think they’re waiting for the bus? What do you think they’re waiting for?
P: Are you stupid? Or just oblivious?
A: What? WHAT?
P: They’re hookers. Ladies of the night. Ladies of the daytime. Highwaywomen.
[Ladies on the roadside start appearing thick and fast, each one with her own turn-off staked out].
A: Where’d’ya think they do it?
P: Jesus A, I don’t know.
A: They don’t have tents. Must have to be in the cabs with the truckers, aye? OOOOOOh look, is that a pimp parked in the bushes behind her?
P: [Shakes head].
Fascinating stuff, I tell you. Barcelona and the Costa Brava were lovely as well as interesting.
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