We stood on the sidewalk. Five of us dressed in sequined tops, long skirts, shiny bangles and lips red enough to stop all that evening traffic which went past. With loose hair and bursting bosoms, we waited for the night to begin. It was my first day on the job, but I wasn’t too nervous. It was my first day as a prostitute on a test shoot for a new film about sex-workers fighting for autonomy. And I can safely say what followed was the most liberating few days of my life as an actor and as a woman.

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