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There is a certain amount of similarity between a prostitute and the position I fill at the English evening school I teach at. The owner of the school (far right), who from now on shall be known as The Pimp, arranges a place and time for the students to come. She walks away and lets them have their proverbial evil way with me whilst she collects a hefty percentage .

Thankfully the only bodily fluids that are exchanged are those when I am accidentally spat at in the eye by a student excitedly attempting to pronounce a difficult word. The parallels are striking however.