Ghost -Informant

Simon prefers to stay away from this part of town. Too many bad memories attached when he sees women and barely legal girls forced to sell their bodies to get by. Walking around here and knowing he has to blend in, to appear like one of those sleazy perverts leering at the women. To appear like his dad. Simon closes his eyes and shoves the thought away. The less he thinks about him the easier this will be. It always is. He steps into the familiar building, the bouncer nods at him. The bartender makes some suggestive comment while looking him over, then tells him to head to the same room as usual. Simon nods and puts on a sleazy grin, making a point of pretending to leer at the dancer who seems to still be the most age-appropriate, but either way, he feels just a little sick. As alway