Nara

Nara is at ease in the kind of room where the curtains are thicker than the walls and the only view is a car park lit orange all night long.

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Nara, massage therapist, photographed indoors

The hotels closest to the terminals sell sleep in short stays, and their rooms are small, dark and very quiet, which is exactly why Nara likes them. She is twenty-three, blonde, and lives in the Centrum, where quiet is harder to come by. Lithuanian and English are her two languages, and she uses the second one sparingly, which guests coming off long flights tend to appreciate. A room this compact suits oil work more than anything elaborate, and she comes prepared for the lack of floor space. For Schiphol, the time it takes her to reach your door is settled before the hour is booked.

Nara 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.