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josienaron's review
4.0
i enjoyed this a lot, with some caveats. both a good inside look at the power dynamics of (a segment of) the sex industry + also oddly one of the best accounts of the minutiae of union organizing I can think of? got lost a little when worley spends too much time on her own interiority and maybe hews a little close, whether intentionally or not, to the “exceptional” narrative of doctoral student-as-stripper. also, great narrative about queerness + sex + intimacy and navigating performing sex/performing desire in both work and home spheres, but literally no way that sf’s sex work scene was as cis as you might assume if taking her narrative at face value
blvntbaby's review against another edition
4.0
loved getting the history of this book !! some questionable points of view but thats ok
jvillanueva8's review
4.0
This book does a great job at stripping (ha) away the sensationalism of sex work and telling a story that is about labor, power, and the deconstruction of power imbalances. Worley also doesn’t play with arbitrary demarcations of what’s sex-positive feminism - she teases apart the intricacies of the worker-customer relationship with surprising objectivity. That being said, I feel like she leans on tropes of exceptionalism for humanizing sex workers - we mostly hear about those with graduate degrees, and she spends little time discussing any of her colleagues who may have less privilege (with the exception of a bit on the club’s racial discrimination). I am also curious if Worley’s colleagues would give her as much credit as she gives herself.
emilyreistermorris's review against another edition
informative
inspiring
reflective
medium-paced
4.0
itacuz's review against another edition
informative
inspiring
reflective
medium-paced
4.25
The personal story was well told, you really get a feel for the author, but what really shined was the labor. I loved reading about the organized labor, unionization, and co-operation that occurred at San Francisco's Lusty Lady. Having grown up around Seattle, born in '95, I have fond memories of seeing the marquee on our Lusty Lady and not thinking much else about it. Wish I knew a world where sex work was more community based and less run by a bunch of rich assholes that own every brand across America. Don't know if that ever existed in our history, but who knows what the future might hold.