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151 pages, Paperback
First published January 1, 2005
Struggling to hold my ground, fighting inch by inch, I was convinced that life is a great struggle: in order to live, one must fight, fight incessantly.
“It was this experience that made me realise that to be one’s own boss, one had to work. No one had been able to bully us when Mother was working.”
“I saw my mother choke in this house, and this made me realise that pride and dignity come only out of having money.”
I had no place to go. It's not easy for an eighteen-year-old girl to find shelter.
That was a life of freedom, a life without fear.
Sex workers are free in four respects:
we don't have to cook for a husband;
We don't have to wash his dirty clothes;
We don't have to ask for his permission to raise our kids as we deem fit;
We don't have to run after a husband claiming rights to his property.
What's the great sin if a sex worker asks for remuneration?
No one is saying that everyone should necessarily buy sex. Only those who want it need buy it.
“Besides, it isn’t romance or devotion that’s being sold at a price. A certain price is fixed for spending a certain amount of time with someone. We give the love and caring that people need. Instead of insisting that these shouldn’t be sold, it is infinitely better to say that those who don’t need it don’t have to buy it.”
If sex is the offense then there's more than one person who must be punished. How come that fellow is never punished? Isn't he an offence too?
“Getting married is no safeguard against violence, even though the common consensus is that one can bear violence from a husband, but not violence from a client.”