Sydney's Ugly Mugs

Friends from home have just arrived here in Sydney, found a nice apartment, in a nice building, in a nice part of town.

Moved in their stuff (after of course the standard losing of freight in transit delay) and began the process of settling in. Figured out how the front door buzzer works, set up the clothes rack on the balcony, bought the IKEA sofa and ... cleared out all the former tenant's mail from the mail box.

It is probably relevant to point out these two people are journalists. They have curious minds. So when they found the big yellow folder hanging, half open, out of their letterbox .. well, it was an interest raiser.

It wasn't even specifically addressed to anyone .. so they opened it. As you would.

Well now they are the proud owners of a copy of Sydney's Prostitute Collective's "Ugly Mug List" ... a who's who of the scumbags who are low enough to cause pain, rip off and otherwise abuse Sydney's 'women of the night'.

It's a helluva read.

Obviously this very useful publication is circulated on a regular basis to the women who need to be on the lookout for guys like; "calls himself 'Jacko', 35, of middle Eastern appearance, told worker to get out of the car after the job was done and left her on the side of the highway".

The descriptions are short and .. well .. some are graphic, but at the same time only designed to inform, to help a girl spot a trouble-maker before she gets too badly hurt or .. um .. screwed.

The "UML" also comes with a copy of the PC's latest magazine and that's full of interesting bits and news and advice. What to do when a client leaves a condom in. Where to go to get tax advice. Keep your nailpolish in the fridge.

It has of course crossed the minds of my friends that they might get some late night 'buzzing' on the doorbell that now they can at least explain. But so far it seems the previous tenant has made sure her clients have her forwarding address, shame she forgot about the mail.