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Dr. Nays sleep. The walkways on either side of the canal were choked with people. I had expected to find

almost exclusively men along the strip, but that wasn't the case. Sure, there were a lot of men everywhere. Many of them staring with

hungry eyes into the windows were naked or half-naked women stood on display.

But there were also families and groups of women meandering along, chatting

and pointing and sometimes laughing. It looked like a popular tourist destination

in any European city.

The fact that legal prostitution was happening in most of the buildings didn't seem to

phase the tourists.

Then again, I figured my Puritan upbringing had a lot to do with my viewing sex as something

that should never be talked about, no matter how integral to human nature it is.

Maybe these tourists took a more enlightened view of sex

than the people I'd grown up with back in small town America. I looked up at the

old church and marveled at the proximity of the ancient

holy building to the sex workers just across the way. Trying to calm the

butterflies in my stomach, I urged myself forward, going farther into Amsterdam's red light district

for the first time in my life.

Along the strip, red and blue lights shined above windows.

The red lights outnumbered the blue ones 4-1.

I knew from my research that the blue lights signified trans sex workers.

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