It was time to go and Mica was clear on where we would meet. “If it goes bad and you get beat up, I don’t know you Domino” she stated firmly. I agreed and with that she gave me a kiss on each cheek three times as is done in Europe. As we parted I asked her how I would pay my taxes on my Swiss earnings? She rolled her eyes and wagged her finger and stated “you are too honest Domino. Taxes are for rich people not people like us who actually work.” Welcome to the Red Light District I thought to myself.
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