Life here is a beach
Spring has definitely settled in. There will be those who will cock an eyebrow at that and wonder if I've somehow been in a coma for the last few months because the weather has gone through more dramatic changes than an octopus suffering a seizure, however I'm referring less to atmospheric effects than I am to the cycles of human activity.
The tide is coming in as it were. The denizens of the community tide-pools are getting remixed as residents enter into the popular months to relocate. Lots of new faces at this time of year.
Even more noticeable is the human flotsam and jetsam washing up from the current. Just as the with the actual coastal detritus, it's predominately comprised of the broken, the dead, the dying, and flat-out refuse. I believe they tend to flow by in greater density here simply by virtue that sex tends to be something life affirming. Even if it's become something unattainable for them, an aching void or means of staying alive for one more day, it still seems to retain a phantom patina of meaning. It's like they notice the adult stores as they pass through and hope to perhaps witness the ideal they know has to exist.
It's one of the more somber aspects of this industry. Nine times out of ten, if a clerk burns out, it'll be from that segment of the population. Regardless of how up-scale the business model is, if one has a physical store front, they will drift in and there is honestly nothing to be done but sweep them back out the door as politely and firmly as possible.
The tide is coming in as it were. The denizens of the community tide-pools are getting remixed as residents enter into the popular months to relocate. Lots of new faces at this time of year.
Even more noticeable is the human flotsam and jetsam washing up from the current. Just as the with the actual coastal detritus, it's predominately comprised of the broken, the dead, the dying, and flat-out refuse. I believe they tend to flow by in greater density here simply by virtue that sex tends to be something life affirming. Even if it's become something unattainable for them, an aching void or means of staying alive for one more day, it still seems to retain a phantom patina of meaning. It's like they notice the adult stores as they pass through and hope to perhaps witness the ideal they know has to exist.
It's one of the more somber aspects of this industry. Nine times out of ten, if a clerk burns out, it'll be from that segment of the population. Regardless of how up-scale the business model is, if one has a physical store front, they will drift in and there is honestly nothing to be done but sweep them back out the door as politely and firmly as possible.
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