Speaking of prostitution, last week, I went to an AA dance at the Holiday Inn on Van Ness, it let out around the time the bars closed. I was dressed rather provocatively. I walked home and down Larkin, a john pulled past two waiting prostitutes to make me an offer , as I walked past the two hookers, they glared, I smiled and said hello, one said hello back through clenched teeth. A few steps down, a pimp chastised me for trying to work alone. So at 59, I guess I am still marketable.