Dear ones,
On Tuesday evening I sat at a picnic table at Edgewater Beach, Lake Erie aglow by an orange and yellow sunset, with a group of Cleveland sex workers. It was my first meeting, and the alliance (CSWA) itself is still only about a year old, but they were instantly warm and welcoming. “Raechel, you’re on the Discord chat, right?” a dancer, L, pla…
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