Joe somehow couldn't get a feel for Soho's many streets with their sex
shops, restaurants catering for global tastes, gourmet food stores and pubs.
The kind of people roaming those vice ridden streets got under his skin. City
gents on the prowl for a live show featuring professional sluts. Kids seeking
thrills and a quick route to the grave bartering for a supply of pills or a
shot.
'Do you have anything to offer?'
Joe fixed the man in the eyes. He would never be a student of ordinary people's
behaviour patterns but Robin Capes was far from normal. There was a criminal
aura radiating from him. Plus, of course, blatant homosexuality! Joe didn't
care if the bloke was a poof; as camp as a gay lib leader. Joe recognised the
illegal streak governing Capes's every action.
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