The city was teeming with people, lights, towering buildings, and the best part…diversity. Every nationality, color, creed, ethnicity were all represented in one giant melting pot of mankind. I loved it. Every blessed second of the noise, the grit, the bodies pressing and pushing, weaving like mice in a maze trying to get to the other side of wherever they were going felt like an experience. A part of my life I’d not be able to forget if I tried. There was too much life to be had and seen in a place this vibrant. “Mia honey, are you coming?” Kathleen asked, holding open the door to one seriously fancy hotel. The Four Seasons was known for its ostentatious price tag that only celebrities and one-percenters could afford. Looking out over this incredible city, seeing it through newborn eyes, I was in love. I didn’t care that I was riding my clients coat tails, serving as an escort, looked at by this group as a gold-digging whore. Not a care in the world. In that moment, I felt nothing but blessed that I’d gotten the opportunity to experience something I might not ever have had otherwise.
