Sex trafficking in Bangladesh and India (ongoing): Brothel_AJ14

Pakhi puts on makeup before receiving customers in a brothel in Faridpur, Bangladesh. {quote}I have been working in this brothel for two years. I was married for four years but ran away because my husband was crazy. When I moved back in with my parents my uncle took me to Dhaka. I believed him when he told me he was going to enroll me in a dance school, but instead he sold me to a madame. Sometimes this place is okay, sometimes it's not, but anything is better than living with my husband. I don't talk with my parents anymore; I miss them, but  what can I do? The people in the brothel are like family to me;  Alyea (my madame) is my mother now. I love her and I dream of being a madame someday.{quote}

Pakhi puts on makeup before receiving customers in a brothel in Faridpur, Bangladesh. "I have been working in this brothel for two years. I was married for four years but ran away because my husband was crazy. When I moved back in with my parents my uncle took me to Dhaka. I believed him when he told me he was going to enroll me in a dance school, but instead he sold me to a madame. Sometimes this place is okay, sometimes it's not, but anything is better than living with my husband. I don't talk with my parents anymore; I miss them, but what can I do? The people in the brothel are like family to me; Alyea (my madame) is my mother now. I love her and I dream of being a madame someday."