The sky was the same washed out grey as the buildings in the city. In this area, on these streets. he knew he stuck out like a sore thumb. He skirted around prostitutes, drug dealers, hustlers, pimps, his coat collar up, his head down.
“ Hey honey anything you want for 15 bucks “
He looked up briefly. She was maybe thirty, going on sixty, it was hard to tell.
“ No thanks “ he carried on walk...