I held my room door open as someone waited in the hall while I fetched the money from my closet.
"Were there young guys in this room before you?" he asked.
What a strange question. It must have come from somewhere.
"No, I don't think so." I scanned the room in the direction he was looking.
Then my eyes landed on my open closet door with pictures stuck everywhere to it, including a nude. I laughed and explained that I had studied nude drawing and painting for 7 years as well as fashion design and liked the human form. The pictures were all mine.
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