What do you do when sex is freely done in front of you? Five years later, Im standing in the cold night of the streets, praying for a car to stop and give me $20 for more booze, more speed, more warmth. The drugs came first though. Hiding in a corner, watching Mamma-san slap and hold down girls as young as ten to shoot them up with drugs so they wouldnt scream when raped seven times a night for the greedy pimps. I hid in fear, and being the only non-Asian whore, I hooked up with wife beaters. This book is a story of my life and my time in Aussie prisons, rehabs, and brothels.