This man knew I was a sex worker. It says so, right in my Bumble profile: retired media whore, current actual whore. He'd even commented about it, using the language every woman longs to know from the romantic interest:'Haha, nice ;) '. And yet I watched as his face contorted into an expression of disgust, his upper lip curling as the reality of my profession came crashing down around him just like a tonne of bricks.