November 29

Today, a hostess stung by the dance bug (see November 28) stole a man in front of an astonished audience. It was funny. Half the night there is no one, then a guest arrives and the first girl comes out to dance. He thinks that now I’ll make less money. And the fifteenth person in line to dance thinks, well, maybe it’ll happen to me, maybe I’ll have time. But that was not the case. The hostess, having looked at herself in the mirror, in front of which she danced narcissistically for twenty minutes yesterday, heads straight to the guest, sits down, charms him and takes him to the room for sex. Everything happened so quickly that none of the local predators even had time to take aim.

Alina got her second and last guest for today (see November 17, 22). He arrived already very drunk and happy. Alina ordered champagne, and ordered himself every ten minutes the Prince’s song Money don’t matter 2 night. The song was good and he and Alina looked quite cute. He zigzagged around the club, trying to dance, and she followed him, keeping him from falling. She held, caught, when the situation demanded it, and tried to seduce. The man really liked it all. He would have been glad to be tempted, but he was very drunk and was constantly distracted by his favorite song. He kind of shook his head and said let's go. But along the way he stopped and started singing and dancing. Alina smiled sweetly, waited, danced along, and then tried to pick him up and take him where he needed to go. He again shook his head, hugged her and again ordered the Prince's song. They spent an hour and a half like that and the club’s opening hours came to an end. Watching this funny or not so funny situation, I remembered Alina’s conversations. This pattern of relationships, demonstrated today in a crude and literal way, seems to haunt her. Or more precisely, she creates it herself. And then he swears and doesn’t get what he wants. It's easier to see from the outside. I wish I could understand myself. Understand what I'm doing. The happy ones are probably those who literally create something. Hands and head, I mean. Engineers, architects, musicians, chefs, artists, etc. Happiness to everyone.