Mixed feelings about this Washington Post article claiming that Russian men hiring nightly escorts are no longer looking for sex, but rather a shoulder to cry on.
On the one hand: Hey, it's these dude's money, and it's probably awesome for these women to take a break from the endless, cold, har Siberian sex to make ends meet, and to just sit and be a good listener for 45 minutes.
On the other hand: Really? You're going to a prostitute to complain about your shitty economic condition? You know these women aren't just handing out blow-jays because they're bored in the Motherland, right?