Andrea has a phoenix tattooed on her arm and the date she escaped from her captors. She spent five years on the streets of the Marconi industrial estate, one of the epicenters of sexual slavery in Madrid. She arrived in Spain from Romania at the age of 19, deceived by who she believed was her boyfriend and he put her to work on the street, serving the whoremongers, from the first day. During those years, he survived on energy drinks and tobacco. I had to hear every day that I wasn’t even good enough to “be a whore.” Chains were not needed to keep him on the street, threats to his family in his country of origin were enough. One day, nine years ago, something changed and he decided to run. But little did he know that this was just the beginning of a long road to getting justice for his pimps. Five years exploited and nine as a protected witness, that’s the price.
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