A Ukrainian prostitute in Berlin
Mauro Bottaro / Anzenberger / Redux
On a hot Sunday night, a car pulls over in the port of Odessa, southern Ukraine. About 30 girls swarm around it, posing in the glare of its headlights. The driver´s window rolls down and a female pimp — known by the girls, almost lovingly, as a mamachka — leans inside to negotiate a price. Within a minute, two girls have hopped into the car and the rest go back to chatting and dragging on their cigarettes. Business is brisk, but the girls look bored. For them, this is basically downtime.
"The real action is in the Emirates, Dubai or Antalya," says Masha, a stick-thin 19-year-old who teeters a little on her heels. "Don´t be confused," she says. "Nobody takes us by the hair and drags us onto the ships." She gestures toward the mouth of the port. "Those are like the gates to freedom for a lot of us," she says. "Yeah, like the Statue of Liberty," adds another girl, and the group of them erupts into laughter.
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