
Sex Work 101: The World’s Oldest Oppres(Profes)sion
A 101 panel on sex work in Scotland, hosted by National Ugly Mugs, Sex Workers Union, Scotland for Decrim (Decrim Now) host
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A 101 panel on sex work in Scotland, hosted by National Ugly Mugs, Sex Workers Union, Scotland for Decrim (Decrim Now) host
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Dworkin asks: What would a non-expressive poetry look like? A poetry of intellect rather than emotion?