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LETTERS FROM WORKING GIRLS: January 2009
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LETTERS FROM WORKING GIRLS. Saturday, January 10, 2009. I Was A 35 Yr Old Single Mom. That night, I left my son with my neighbor and dragged myself into the bikini bar. Once there I got dressed, hit the floor and immediately ran into a good looking, lighter haired, younger version of Richard Gere. He was my age, happily married to a beautiful woman who graduated from the university I dreamed of attending. He was a successful, upper middle class businessman. To this day, I look at housewives and girlfrien...
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LETTERS FROM WORKING GIRLS: I Figured, What The Hell
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LETTERS FROM WORKING GIRLS. Thursday, January 8, 2009. I Figured, What The Hell. LETTERS FROM WORKING GIRLS. LETTERS FROM WORKING GIRLS. Was an online project that launched on January 14, 2008, and ended on January 14, 2009. The project was created by Susannah Breslin. A journalist and blogger. THIS PROJECT IS NOW CLOSED. WORKING GIRL [noun]: courtesan, stripper, web cam girl, dancer, escort, dominatrix, phone sex operator, etc. Includes Letters from Johns. Letters from Working Girls. I Am A Christian.
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LETTERS FROM JOHNS: November 2008
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Thursday, November 20, 2008. I Found A Trailer On The Outskirts Of Town. So it's no surprise that I was deeply sexually frustrated and didn't know how to correct that within the marriage. I missed getting the judgmental gene that has most of polite society looking down their noses at sex workers, so somehow (I don't remember how; this was back in the mid 1970s) I found a trailer on the outskirts of town where I could buy some time with a woman. Monday, November 10, 2008. I'm Kind Of An Oddball Guy. I thi...
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LETTERS FROM JOHNS: January 2008
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Thursday, January 31, 2008. I Can't Speak for the Rest. Wednesday, January 30, 2008. I Just Came Undone. But I - young, foolish, green, not yet understanding love, or much else - my uptight stupidity kept me from kissing 'a whore'. How I wish I had kissed her. I've thought of her, and of myself, of how bad I felt even as I turned away from her kiss. Our kiss, I guess. It's a sadness, a regret. Monday, January 28, 2008. I'm Not a John. I’m not a john. Never wanted to be one. The second thing that the data...
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LETTERS FROM JOHNS: March 2008
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Monday, March 24, 2008. I Almost Was Caught. Monday, March 17, 2008. I Got What I Wanted. Four months before my 50th birthday, I discovered that my husband of 28 years had been having an affair. I was crushed. For several months afterwards, I was split on whether to reconcile and "save" our marriage or leave. I just couldn't commit one way or the other. Friday, March 14, 2008. I Am Ashamed of Nothing I Have Done. Was it worth it? Sunday, March 2, 2008. I Was Forever One of the Johns Now. I was very excit...
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LETTERS FROM JOHNS: April 2008
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Monday, April 28, 2008. I Was A Girl Who Had Gone To A Prostitute. If you've ever read The House of God. Last year was my intern year. Believe me, the conditions have improved since that time but the medical profession's (in)ability to deal with their emotions remains similar. Myself included. We'll be there ASAP. Walking in, I felt like there was no turning back from this. I thought to myself, I'm 24, young, female, attractive, and here I am needing a prostitute. What am I doing? I stuttered that I want...
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LETTERS FROM WORKING GIRLS: May 2008
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LETTERS FROM WORKING GIRLS. Tuesday, May 27, 2008. I Decided That This Was a Weird Moral Decision to Make Anyway. My story as a working girl is an ongoing one, and somewhat less than textbook, though, to be honest, I have no idea what the textbook case is. Why has having casual sex become acceptable, yet charging for it is not? And why consistently put women in danger of mugging, sexually transmitted infections and bodily harm for doing nothing but using their body to earn money? I’ve never done th...
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LETTERS FROM WORKING GIRLS: I Do Not Remember My First Trick
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LETTERS FROM WORKING GIRLS. Tuesday, December 9, 2008. I Do Not Remember My First Trick. Let me preface this by saying I grew up in a well to do family in [redacted], Texas. By all standards I had more opportunity and privilege than most, but the divorce of my parents in my freshmen year in college would be what ultimately drove me to completely "check out" of society. Money so that I could be in control of my dope. I knew one girl who would have me take her to a mexican apartment complex where she would...
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LETTERS FROM MEN WHO GO TO STRIP CLUBS: I Am in a Fantasy World
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LETTERS FROM MEN WHO GO TO STRIP CLUBS. Wednesday, March 14, 2012. I Am in a Fantasy World. I go to Strip Clubs because it's about control. Isn't it always about control? In the world we live in control is simply measured by the almighty Benjamin. I have a few hours and few Benjamin's to pretend I am in a fantasy world where men dictate the rules. As men, we have always been a slave to this desire for control. Would a strip club even exist if it wasn't for this false promise? THIS PROJECT IS NOW CLOSED.
