What if he thought I come on to all my Airbnb guests? What if he felt unsafe?
I signed up to be an Airbnb host shortly after being dumped. When that three-year relationship came to an end, I knew I needed to be open to new people and experiences, and hosting visitors to my city, Philadelphia, in my home seemed a good way to do it. I’m a social worker in palliative care, and I thought, “If I don’t open myself up to opportunities for connection now, I’ll regret it.”It was October 2015 when I received a message from a French man called Clément, saying he was on the bus from New York and needed a place to stay for three nights. His picture looked a little dorky, and I thought, “He’s probably harmless.” I never normally accept same-day guests, but this time I thought, “Why not?”
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