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Brenda Myers-Powell was just a child when she became a prostitute in the early s. Here she describes how she was pulled into working on the streets.

First off, I head down to the High Street. You know, the one with all the shops? I’m just minding my own business, sharpening some knives and scissors, when I spot this old bloke, right? He’s tryin’ to cut a tomato with a butter knife. I mean, c’mon, mate! I’m like, “Dude, you need my help!” He just stares at me like I’m a ghost or somethin’. I swear, I could’ve sharpened that knife in my sleep.

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