A lot of these photos are taken in Brothels that I have worked or stayed at, its interesting to have mirrors on the roof but for me it is more personal, I look at myself and see a different person, she is so familiar but so hidden inside of me that I dont know her, I can never know her because its not me, but yet i try and try to find her. I havent worked for about 6mths now, I cant walk through the door and face that harsh reality, the drugs arent enough anymore I fear I missed the opportunity and now I will always just be glad she protected me all those times