My latest story is on the cover of this week’s issue of New York, and the magazine’s art team continues its reign as the best in the game:
This must be the sexiest image ever applied to a story about a…legal document. More specifically, the story is about the non-disclosure agreement, and the ways in which the NDA has wormed its way into more and more parts of our lives. (As the cover suggests, people are now giving out NDAs to their dates…!) I hope you’ll read the story to the end, and as a *bonus*, here’s an extra bit of NDA arcana that was cut from the final version of the piece:
Alice Little identifies as “probably the best known legal sex worker in the United States”—she has nearly 300,000 Instagram followers—and told me that her clientele was increasingly asking her and other brothel workers in Nevada to sign NDAs. (Couples seeking threesomes were especially likely to come prepared with an NDA, Little said: “God bless women—they tend to be more security-minded.”) She thought that her clients were wracking up unnecessary legal bills. “So much of my profession is already based on trust, and every brothel thinks about discretion from the very beginning,” she said. But she also didn’t mind the extra paperwork, and understood the paranoia her clients felt in an age when a sex worker could have 300,000 Instagram followers. “A lot of the folks who have me sign these NDAs, when we get to talking, they all share the same sentiments of loneliness,” Little said. It was so easy to share a secret, dark or otherwise, that anyone who has a personal brand to protect—or a desire for privacy—has been put constantly on edge. “There’s so much at stake,” Little said. “And when they say, ‘I’m really sorry to make you sign this, it’s almost like they’re saying, ‘I’m sorry that this is the way my life is.’”
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