I SWALLOWED YOU TO PROTECT ME

A short text by Sabrina Röthlisberger
2019

Illustration by the artist, SantaSagres, 2019

I am not enacting a trial onto the world of prostitution, I am simply recalling a personal experience that I have had at a potentially a young age. 

Here in Switzerland it is almost common practice to sell oneself as a woman to the sex industry, the younger (within legal limitations) and more naive one is the more opportunities for Johns one has. It is the type of gig where you don’t really have a need to apply to a position, the first times it is generally the Johns that come to you. The Johns know you, at the very least at ‘face value’, profiling you as a young person living in the streets, drug users, or other just by looking at you with a critical and judging eye. She never dress two time the same She came from her own way Poor hungry and angry Here for he money After wasting her times talking about feelings Doing her shit with her soul Now look at her she’s here for the money bitches She has to take care of her mommy Post colonial baby She’s here for her money The majority of my friends from this period of my life were in pretty similar situations to myself, and found themselves having to sell their services to Johns. “I swallowed you to protect me” is a form of triptyque painting that contains the themes still taboo about prostitution of the lower classes of the Swiss social ladder. For the 600,000 persons this means never really having stability or knowing when things might turn for the worst. From the young girls without a purpose that are ready to accept and suffer anything and everything just for cash. To the perverts that for a handful of moments ‘love’ us in a way that we discover first hand without knowing it on accepting the gig. To the manipulators or the inconsiderate ones of all this, but to those aware of the situation as well. Look all the beauty she’s able to made With the History you gaves her Breaking her chaines to offer her hand But keep in mind. She only do that for the money Now look at her she’s here for the money bitches She has to take care of her mommy Post colonial baby She’s here for her money The majority of my friends from this period of my life were in pretty similar situations to myself, and found themselves having to sell their services to Johns. “I swallowed you to protect me” is a form of triptyque painting that contains the themes still taboo about prostitution of the lower classes of the Swiss social ladder. For the 600,000 persons this means never really having stability or knowing when things might turn for the worst. From the young girls without a purpose that are ready to accept and suffer anything and everything just for cash. To the perverts that for a handful of moments ‘love’ us in a way that we discover first hand without knowing it on accepting the gig. To the manipulators or the inconsiderate ones of all this, but to those aware of the situation as well. To all those that love sex as well as those that detest it. Without forgetting to all the mothers, to the girls, to the drag, the faggots, to all plural people, to the poor and marginal- those that do not have may or any other way to make some cash.

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