
Someone pays them to hand them out. No foul there, everybody has to make a living. So next group I passed I stuck my hand out and took as many as they could shove at me, saying thank you, thank you, and lastly, thank you very much. I did this a couple more times as I passed other groups of men and women holding enormous piles of these cards. Naughty, half naked ladies; Las Vegas Ladies for various prices. Introductions guaranteed.
I heard a little sniff and a comment behind me one of these times, so I just turned and said I thought I'd help them out and take a few. Lady behind me did not get it. Oh well. Maybe I'm a lesbo. Or maybe I feel sorry of the maybenotlegal immigrants and the tedious job of pressing these cards into the hands of passersby. It was amusing.
When I got home I had collected 60-70 cards with very few duplicates. The prices on the back of each card included a price for 1, 2, or 3 girls. One card said "Lydia - she is a real girl" Not sure what the others could be. And strangely enough they all had little twinkling stars in strategic places. Word!