PROFESSOR

Fereshta's nickname in our unit is Professor.  Always reading, telling us of the sublime and the ridiculous of the world.  Monday breakfast someone asks, "read anything good on the weekend?"
"Indeed.  In Indian, the prostitutes feel hurt by the reactions of other women.  They believe they are providing a valuable service to womankind.  Without them, there'd be horndog men attacking women on every bus, on every corner.  However they provide relief, just can't understand why women are so down on them."
Zahmina drawls, "school friend is an Immigration Officer.  Gonna phone her, tell her to deport halfa them hookers back to India.  They're doing the job too well, looked long and hard, ain't found me a horndog."  Murmurs of agreement.
Zala says, "only two kinds left.  Addicted to internet porn or gay.  No one left."
Zahmina smiles sadly, "yeah, last guy I picked up, was only because his computer was on the fritz."
Zala grins, "so let's hang out at a computer repair shop, stead of bar or coffee house."
Laughter.