most of these people I’d fallen in intellectual love with over the course of my wonder years had never met a sex worker other than the occasional exotic dancers they’d ogle on impromptu pub-crawl weekends, or the sad stories they’d see and hear about in their anti-sex work “feminist” groups, and when given the chance to wax poetically regarding sex work, were more likely to engage in shaming and ostracizing behaviors than to give anything other than their
