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A job’s what you do, when you’re told what to do.
Your art is what you do, when no one can tell you how to do it. Your art is taking ownership and adding value to your job.
So, go and do your job artfully.
Remember, you can’t leave. You’ve been bought and paid for.
My theme for this year’s Blogging from A to Z April Challenge is Crime Stories in 55 Words.
Today’s story, P is for Pimping, Pandering and Prostitution…
You can check out my A-Z posts thus far by clicking on a highlighted letter!
19 Responses
Unsettling paradox. And you know? I know what you’re hinting at, but in a way, I think this applies, as a metaphore, to so many of us.
Who do you serve? An important question at all times
Owned for her special type of art. Chilling.
Amble Bay’s Orchestra
The pimping part is the problem…not having control over her art is sadly the issue. Nicely done!
And that last line says it all. Sad truth. Loved the cold twist.
Sad truth as someone else pointed out… The vulnerable always the target…well written Shilpa
This is a really sad one. How trapped she must feel…
Too many things coming up in my mind… .. and the last lines very very sad, you have been bought and paid for… harassed and locked up … no way to escape, in fact they are branded as soon as they are found.
Thats lovely twist
Interesting story .But the last two lines made me do a double take.So this is in fact a bonded labour type horror ?I am at a loss
How sad! But it is a fact that these are true stories with rarely any happy endings.
Human trafficking is such a sad tale of “ownership”.
Well put as always.
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Another sad reality. I feel sad for these people as it is not a job they really want to do but they are made to do.
That twist said it all. Chilling.
Go and do your job artfully…what a punishment! Well written!
The saddest part is that such women have no way out. Trapped is what they are.
Very sad.
A slave for ones amusement while she can do nothing for her own self . Sad!!!
Parsi food and my palate
‘Bought and paid for’ that’s so cold-blooded. I feel for her.