I adore this song. Whenever I tell my friends about it, I have to convince them that yes, there really is a song about sex trafficking, and it is actually poignant and beautiful and it makes me cry every time I hear it.
The chorus is especially haunting, the plea of a prostituted slave that someone might see through her act and realize that he/she's in trouble.
It's all about the fact that we deindividualize an even dehumanize prostitutes, when often they were forced into the business against their will. The narrator points out that while her customers only see her as a whore, they wonder about her name or the fact that she is someone's daughter.
In case you're wondering, the "St. Agnus don't call" line refers to St, Agnus, the saint of young women and bodily purity.
I adore this song. Whenever I tell my friends about it, I have to convince them that yes, there really is a song about sex trafficking, and it is actually poignant and beautiful and it makes me cry every time I hear it.
The chorus is especially haunting, the plea of a prostituted slave that someone might see through her act and realize that he/she's in trouble.
It's all about the fact that we deindividualize an even dehumanize prostitutes, when often they were forced into the business against their will. The narrator points out that while her customers only see her as a whore, they wonder about her name or the fact that she is someone's daughter.
In case you're wondering, the "St. Agnus don't call" line refers to St, Agnus, the saint of young women and bodily purity.