Today my make-shift team of racers not involved in PVT (the Parent Vision Trip that World Race puts on for parents that can come) had the opportunity to watch Nefarious- Merchant of Souls. This … [Read more...]
Freedom
Another Night
Another night. I watch as tourists walk up and down the strip, looking in each bar and trying to decide which one to go in to. I stand in our open entrance, smiling wide and inviting them in. Finally, … [Read more...]
She’s Worth More
Prostitute. Child Slavery. Sex. Human Trafficking. Most of us have heard these words. Unfortunately, most of us do not see them as something that affects us. And that’s how we felt… until now, that … [Read more...]
I Cried in the Red Light District
I remember the very first time I met Jo. I spotted her the second we entered the bar. She commanded the room, exuding confidence and maybe even a sense of power. She strutted her stuff, calling to … [Read more...]
I see you
To the toddler that runs around the bars playing with last night’s garbage like toys. Your mother is a prostitute. It is not your fault. You spend your days in the arms of your mother’s friends who … [Read more...]
