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No little girl dreams of this dressing room. Anna hunches on the concrete beam scratching around in her bag for her high heel boots. The ground is a mat of shingle and damp dirt. Even the weeds have given up trying to grow in this dank corner of Christchurch's red light district.
A digger tyre serves as Anna's vanity table. On it rests a sparkly card holder full of condoms. It is bitter July night in Christchurch - the kind of cold that eats through each layer of clothing. But instead of putting clothes on, Anna is taking them off.
She is a prostitute on Manchester St. She Chch working girls, but it is barely noticeable from her hands that are shaking, because Anna, 25, is dependent on alcohol. Anna is eloquent, something she attributes to her "posh" state school background.
At 16, she abandoned school, instead working on and off on the street. The amount of girls is, like, triple now. It's because of housing," she says. This time around she has been out here for three months. It is 6. Time to walk to her spot outside Vision College.
Ever since Chch working girls heels went on, she is harder, swaggering and defiant. She "hates herself" for being back out here. A lot harder, like putting up a wall. I have more of a stone for a heart than a heart, I guess," she says flinching as she looks away, her fingers itching for a cigarette that isn't there. She stares down the street. Over the next year Anna will attempt to leave Manchester St twice.
Since the Christchurch earthquakes, working girls have had their patch reduced from about two kilometres, down to metres between Bealey Ave and Salisbury St. Road works have forced "Peterborough" girls down with those who work the patch closer to Bealey Ave. Elly, Mel and Leigh work down from Anna, sometimes at the bus stop and sometimes in front of a church.
Tonight they are lined up on a low concrete fence, like children waiting to Chch working girls their photo taken, feet kicking the pavement. Cars drive past slowly, some who will drive up and down all night without purchasing. Others ask for prices because they don't "have the guts" or get enough of a thrill off just asking, says Leigh. Girls disappear behind bushes. There are no toilet facilities for the girls. The nearest are Cathedral Square but are locked at night. Anna lives about 40 minutes walking distance away from the street, on an empty section, in a tent. The sneakers in her bag are for the walk home.
Along with this group Chch working girls are between three and eight more workers on the street most nights. The girls are glum tonight. It's winter and very cold. Business is slow. Look at us we aren't even trying, c'mon," says Leigh, trying to buoy the girls. Anna is further down the street, the clonk.
A car pulls up slowly. The driver becomes the subject of intense scrutiny by the three young women. Anna, in two inch heels, technically has the "job". The car pulled up near her. But she is smoking; gazing down Manchester St, walking the same tired patch. The three women eye up the car.
Out here a man equals money. Mel stubbs out hers and strides down to the car, slinging her bag over a shoulder. She is back in a couple of minutes, grinning. The girls clutch at each others shoulders laughing helplessly. The lack of jobs plus the Chch working girls of synthetic cannabis in their pockets soon subdues them.
Just for sessions in the morning," says Elly.
She runs up to a pole and swings around it. She doesn't laugh. Elly wanted to be a vet when she was a little girl. Her hand gently strokes Chch working girls soft golden hair of a puppy that lies licking her hand. It is early September. She and Leigh have shifted out to the abandoned section with Anna. Elly was sick of her seeing her money "go up in smoke" - used to buy synthetic cannabis for everyone at the house.
Elly knew she wasn't Chch working girls to be a vet. Then I wanted to be a doctor but I couldn't handle someone dying on me. She "was sold" at age eight to an older man at the end of the street. He was really lovely to me. It wasn't the usual typical vigorous I want sex from you and that's it," she says. The puppy nuzzles her with his nose. She went through homes from age 12, put there by the state.
Her mum died when Elly was three. Her dad abandoned her for a gang. At age 14 she had already been in and out of brothels. She has been raped more than once. Now 18, she lives and works on the streets. That is my own choice. It's because I know how to do it," she says. There are a lot of people who fall through the systems. I'd send them to know how to use needles cleanly, send them to the doctor, drive them around to their appointments, just being that extra support. Like getting them to counselling so they aren't being picked up by probation and getting into trouble," she says. She curls up in the tent, takes the bong off her friend, inhales and slowly goes to sleep, peeking every so often.
Three women from a nearby church wander down the street every Friday night. Conversation with Anna and the other girls is at best awkward but they are kind and non- judgmental. As they get ready to move on, one always reminds each girl of a coffee morning they run.
She knows the girls like chocolate so without fail and no matter how many times the girls don't show up, she buys it in the hope one day one of the girls will show up. Anna thinks the trio are nice. Sweetheart, if I could be saved I would have been already," she says with a wry smile. Anna has had three jobs this week.
After five months she has become "old meat". It was the same when she was younger. A lot of jobs in Chch working girls beginning, then trouble eking an income from then on in. As a 16 year old she started because her friends Chch working girls it to get rent money.
Her reasoning was since she had been raped by her brother from age nine she "may as well get paid for it". She told her school counsellor at Her mum sat in the counsellor's office heaving with sobs. Then she hissed at Anna: "I'm going to lose my son because of you. Her hand itches for a damned cigarette by her side. A girl is Chch working girls between the pavement and the road, a flowing dress hitched up.
Anna knows her. She is on morphine, quite common out here. Some workers do a job, shoot up then once it wears off head back out to do another job. The girl is friendly and nice. She asks if Bridget has a cigarette to spare, before she continues weaving down the footpath looking for cigarette butts.
It is March. Elly no Chch working girls has her golden puppy. She gave it up. She cannot look after it. Elly left the abandoned section and has been arrested three times for being in vacant buildings. It is hard to talk to her at the moment. She has been living in a world created by synthetic cannabis, her eyes seemingly permanently glazed.
She is slipping away. Her gentle spirit has been struck by the death of Corey McLean, Chch working girls, one of her best-friends, in a house fire, September 13, He was funny, cheeky and with huge empathy, she says.
Her friend and "watcher", J is not doing much better. J is the information centre on Manchester St. He has brown fluffy hair, pinchable cheeks and a great wit about him to boot. There are watchers, minders and pimps on the street. Watchers don't take any money off the girls, minders take a little "protection money" and pimps put the girls to work and take most of the money, he explains. Since Chch working girls Mallory Manning case, J says there have not been any pimps out on the streets.
Mallory was killed in A Mongrel Mob prospect was found guilty and imprisoned for the murder in J lives in an abandoned building with some of "the boys" and Leigh and Elly. He is a charmer, who loves to sing. Most watchers and minders are boyfriends, says J. First time I saw one of the girls get in the car I wanted to bash the guy's head in.
But they told me, this is their job. It's like if I came and bashed your boss. I always thought that's what prostitutes were until I came out here. He takes out a pouch and starting rolling a combination of tobacco and synthetic cannabis. J disappears for a while after that night. In January he is back. His hair is now black, his face hard. He has been in jail twice for squatting in abandoned buildings and "other stuff".Chch working girls
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