Life as a London prostitute, Marie Claire
I’m 24, alone in a Soho hotel room with my pimp, and he’s taken all my money. His name is Louis, he’s Albanian and he has a tendency to be violent, but I’m trying not to cry as he drills me on how many clients I’ve had that night and how much I’ve made.
In the past month, I’ve witnessed the darkest underbelly of London life, steps away from the smart offices and restaurants where I used to socialise.
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