What would you be doing?

“What would you be doing if you weren’t in Fiji? You’d be selling your pussy on the street, do you hear me?” This was spat at me by a street cleaner as I passed him on the footpath one afternoon. Was it my unmade face, loose-fitting t-shirt or my below-the-knee skirt that gave him the wrong idea? Oh but of course, it was my fair skin: that’s all it takes.