Name: P is For Prostitution: An A - Z of a harsh life survived (en Inglés)
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Author: Rodgers, Charlotte ; Ramsden, Ruth
ISBN: 9781906958268

portada P is For Prostitution: An A - Z of a harsh life survived (en Inglés)

Formato

Libro Físico

Autor

Charlotte Rodgers

Editorial

Mandrake of Oxford

Idioma

Inglés

N° páginas

158

Encuadernación

Tapa Blanda

Dimensiones

21.6 x 14.0 x 0.9 cm

Peso

0.19 kg.

ISBN13

9781906958268

Categorías

Biografías
Crímenes reales
Aspectos sociales sobre la sexualidad
Las adicciones

P is For Prostitution: An A - Z of a harsh life survived (en Inglés)

Charlotte Rodgers (Autor) · Mandrake of Oxford · Tapa Blanda

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Reseña del libro "P is For Prostitution: An A - Z of a harsh life survived (en Inglés)"

P is for Prostitution is a primer unlike any you will have read before, the ABC approach far from simplistic. Through various episodes the author charts her own insights into addiction and the kind of existence that inevitably goes with this. Each letter marks a step on a journey into the lowest circles of hell in which the "author's creativity and intellect is misdirected towards a chaotic, nihilistic and devastating existence" (reader's foreword). There are moments of black comedy, sexual horror, and final, uneasy redemption in which the author reclaims the trajectory of her life. ". . . the life you lived . . . represents the era you grew up in and the position of women in society and the rules they were expected to live by and the consequences of breaking these rules. Women are often regarded as objects, possessions and are expected to be submissive." (Jane Hunt) P is for Prostitution grew out of the author's exploration of death and ancestral cults. It led her to acknowledge her own past, re-connecting and rescuing a catalogue of youthful dead or missing loved ones. "This was no surprise given the way we lived our lives at that time, but was no less saddening. Whilst the people concerned were not blood relatives, they were part of who I was and very much my family of choice in our shared inability or refusal to accept the terms of mainstream existence." "Daddy was an exclamation mark / exploding on blank walls / I was a biblioteque hero / supporting Atlas' balls /Rolling skating on Freudian slips / Pussy footing through the fly leafings/ Of fellow social misfits."