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The door closes behind me. I am alone in the long corridor of an elegant hotel. In the elevator, a quick glance in the mirror β my hair is wet, my eye make-up is smudged, but my skin is glowing, my cheeks are rosy after sex and I feel pretty.
I believe I never look as good as I do after some hours of fruitful sex. What peeves me most about the abolitionists is their hypocrisy.
Prostitutes are for them, namely, not women who work, but rather women who are wronged with violence. In us they see victims, not acting subjects. That they themselves are doing violence to us which they ascribe to the patriarchy, they do not see. Only our clients. And from my perspective β that of a young woman β this also applies to my body. Because of me, they all want to become prostitutes.
Berlin, city of promises β a place of departure and of libertinage; a city with a unique euphorigenic atmosphere of carelessness and folly and of transgressing erotic boundaries. The Reunification and the hedonist era before and after the millennium have turned this city into a seductive destination of desire. Here, a new generation of ambitious and confident young women reach for the fruits of freedom. Women like us. There has never been a time when women were as free as they are right now.
And there are few places where we can be as free as in Berlin β the city in which dogmas and conventions have become as obsolete as the Berlin wall. The fee with which you honour one of us, remains with her to the full amount.