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In the early days, one of them told me that I would get used to it, that it would get easier. I have never gotten used to it and I will not be doing this for much longer.” There was conviction in her voice. Sam takes a long pause and says, “Right now, I don’t know if I will.
I want to be honest, but I also think that she doesn’t have to know the ugly side of my life.” I ask what she would like to do for a living.
Spicy chicken rice at 8.30am is indeed the breakfast of champions.She couldn’t speak the language, and had a little child to feed. We were staying at bus stands and wherever else that we could find shelter. “Soon, she will be old enough to start asking me questions,” she adds.I thought that if feeding my daughter and providing her with a roof over her head meant that I had to sell my body, then it was a small price to pay.” And so she turned to prostitution. I just kept my mind on the food that I will be able to buy for my child and me. “I have been doing this for four years now and have met many women like me. Later, I ask her if she would ever tell Maelea of her past.When I asked what she worked as, she explained in halting English that she was a sex worker.I tried to sound casual, telling her why I was in Cambodia and that I was looking for someone who could show me around. And so, two days later, on a gorgeous day in Siem Rep, Sam takes me on a journey very different from the one I had in mind.