Film Fest: Stories from sex workers’ rights movement around the world
Luca Stevenson Rori
Three documentary films exploring diverse realities of sex workers around the world followed by a closing ceremony of the festival.
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Three documentary films exploring diverse realities of sex workers around the world followed by a closing ceremony of the festival.
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