Karina

Karina lives in the Centrum and speaks Latvian, Russian and English, choosing between them by ear. She is twenty-five and blonde, with a manner that suits the flat, grey tiredness of a traveller who has been awake through two sunrises. Soapy and body to body are formats she likes when a room has a proper bathroom; otherwise oil. She will not start a session that could crowd a check-in deadline, and she says so before the booking is confirmed rather than halfway through. Her journey out toward Schiphol is settled with the house before any hour is set.

Karina decides which bookings she takes and may decline any of them; she sets the limits for what a session includes, says what they are, and may end a visit at any point, as the terms set out.