The twenty-three women who work full contact hours in Amsterdam

The grid above is the entire roster. Nothing is held back for a second page and no profile is promoted above another, because the order a guest sees is not a ranking and was never meant to read as one. Twenty-three women, each of them arranging her own week.

Choose by reading rather than by scrolling. A profile carries her district, which tells you something useful about arrival time, the languages she is comfortable working in, the formats she actually offers, and the complete set of figures: one guest or two, one therapist or a pair, an hour through to the eight hour block. Two profiles that offer the same format still differ in pace, and pace is the thing most guests care about once they have been in the room ten minutes.

Name the woman you want in your first message. The reply tells you whether her hours have room at the time you asked for, and if they do not, it tells you that and stops there. No alternative name is offered in her stead. What you do next is yours to decide, and a great many guests simply pick a different hour for the same person.

What none of these profiles will tell you is how she feels about your body, and that is deliberate. Adult bodies of every build are the ordinary material of this work. A frame that does not fit a hotel bed, weight that makes you cautious about a cheap mattress, a scar you would rather was left alone, a joint that only bends one way: those are things to write down before she sets out so the hour can be arranged around them, and the booking page shows where they go. They are not things to apologise for in a doorway. The questions page takes the same subject on directly.