![]() ![]() ![]() Considering the Author’s Note at the end, describing how ex-prostitutes patrol the Nepal-India border and the work of various organisations ( like this one) who work with the governments of these nations, it would be much easier to infiltrate these despicable places if the ‘rescuers’ were Indian themselves. My only criticism: that Americans were Lakshmi’s saviours. She survives her sexually-transmitted disease and endures the daily humiliations in the hopes of one day being free. As Lakshmi’s fellow prostitutes fall prey to these, she eventually becomes the one to have resided in the brothel the longest. You’ll be shunned for bringing shame and dishonour to them. There’s no going home to your family if you manage to escape. What makes it worse: once a prostitute, always a prostitute. ![]() Lakshmi’s pain and horror at her situation is palpable. I truly believed she was from that part of the world, but it turns out she’s just great with accents. She’s told so many lies she doesn’t know what to believe. When she’d left home, she’d believed she was to become a maid in a rich woman’s household in the big city where she could save and send money home to her beloved mother and her baby brother. There, Lakshmi’s body is sold for the price of a Coca-Cola – a luxury she’d once cherished as a poor country girl. Sold is a lyrically beautiful and graphically descriptive story of an innocent 13-year-old Nepalese girl from the mountains, sold by her oppressive gambling addict step-father and trafficked into India to become a prostitute in a brothel run by a woman with no morals. ![]()
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