How else to understand “i think”? but that wasn’t the end of the story. she added an extra detail: “five times.” the first sentence was awful enough, but the second produced something unfathomable. five times? what could that possibly mean? my client told me that she would go to a bar and have a few drinks. someone would start to talk with her. she would end up at his place or her place with him. the evening would proceed, inevitably, to its sexual climax. the next day she would wake up, uncertain about what happened — uncertain about her motives, uncertain about his motives, and uncertain about the world. miss s, we’ll call her, was vague to the point of non-existence. she was a ghost of a person. she dressed, however, like a professional. she knew how to present herself, for first appearances … miss s knew nothing about herself. she knew nothing about other individuals. she knew nothing about the world. she was a movie played out of focus. and she was desperately waiting for a story about herself to make it all make sense.