She's 47. We took a photocopy of her ID and it says she was born in 1963. She's a little old to be doing the kind of stuff she's doing, but hell, why not ride the wagon till the wheels fall off.
It's late August.
Daisy comes into the hotel with her German Shepard in tow. She's saved him from a shelter down on Figueroa and 60th or something like that. She use to own a house up on Mulholland Drive, but now she's got all her belongings in a couple boxes and suitcases and she's been staying in local hotels and making a living with offering her services on Craigslist.
The Ad runs something like this:
250 Roses for relaxing massage, bath, golden dust facial with happy ending. Drugs ok. Upscale clients in-call only. Please call (555)Gold-Duster
She attaches a picture of her ass with no panties and puts it out there amongst the creepy crawlies. She fields phone calls all day.
She bought one of our novels that we have for sale on the hotel library table. She tips us $20 whenever she can. Most of the time she is surrounded by Strange men. The tall Asian Man named Max that is like her personal assistant. There are the Cubans that get into fights when the tricks won't pay up. They are not her pimps though, she seems to control them. Like she's a hooker with security.
She spends most of her days on the rooftop sunbathing nude.
She's a real treat.
Too bad the German Shepard (Roxy) had diahrrea in the hallway the other day. Oh yea, and causing the hot water line to the room to explode and the endless waterfall that cascades through the rooms beneath her fourth floor paradise.
She loves it here. Everyone has been offered a free massage but no one has accepted.
She always comes down to pay on time.
It's just such a shame that the Cubans keep beating up people.
She's going to publish a rare poem that Hubert Selby Jr. wrote especially for her.
We kick her out after 2 weeks of craziness.