Kings Cross is an exciting place to visit. With its flashing neon
signs, streets busy till four in the morning it has every form of
entertainment you could possibly desire. Like a big casino it's got
it's exciting stage shows to give it class, there's hostesses to make
you feel comfortable and refreshments that only the rich can afford.
It has dealers selling dope, prostitutes plying for business and dancers
who do exotic floorshows. And like any casino it is all legitimate
business until someone dares to question it.
Sharon works for Kings Cross and she survives better than most. With
her youth still apparent, rich olive skin, and a perfect figure, she
stops men in their tracks. She walks the streets; sells men their
desires and does what it takes to survive. And now after years of
working for the casino she's finding it hard to go on. She's sick
of being paid in heroin and fed up with what men do to her soul night
after night. She wants out. But the Kings Cross she works in is different
to the one the media talks about, and leaving the casino's employ
isn't easy. She plays a different game as a worker. In her game of
roulette; you bet your life on each spin; if your number comes up
you die, and whilst you live you have to play. Sure, Kings Cross,
the casino is great to visit, and the story the punters see isn't
the story the workers know, but watch out anyone who wants to stop
the game from playing.
In a place where heroin is the money that is being traded; and lives
are used up like slaves in white mans recent past, it seems hard enough
to kick the habit, let alone find the resources to do it. With her
clients using her body like one uses a dump to offload rubbish, or
to ask her advice and get her tender support with their own lives,
she finds it difficult to find someone with answers. But one day when
she finds the courage to ask for help from a person who should be
her enemy, she meets an attractive man whose life shines from the
answer he has for her. Will her inability to deal with real men prevent
her, or will her friends she may have to leave behind stop her? Like
a person who is sinking into a dark ocean of death, she decides to
take hold of the life rope she has been thrown and climb. But leaving
a life of prostitution and a heroin addiction isn't meant to be easy
and the darkness won't let her go without a fight.
"Don't
contact me ever again. That killer scared the shit out of me."
Sherry,Brisbane Prostitute, 1995.
"This book needs to be published. People need to know how I feel."
Chloe, Brisbane prostitute.1997
"They won't want to put it down, but they'll have too. I had to stop
reading
six times because I couldn't read for the tears."
David, a Brisbane Homosexual.1999
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