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Contributions by Salomé Bathus and other hetaries. Free of charge for everyone. Too precious to be for sale. Without advertising – except for ourselves! All rights reserved – but distribution in Social Media are welcome.

Party times

Party times

One should not be deceived by ambitious power politics and an overbearing desire for pleasure; both are symptoms of the blackest depression. Instead of striving to win a kingdom of heaven through religious zeal or a place in history through heroic deeds, all that remains is the modest desire to pass their earthly existence in lust: life as “nothing but the fattest possible last meal”

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Hetaera Sisters

Hetaera Sisters

I saw myself as a dancer. I wanted to devote myself completely to this passion. Through dance training at the ballet studio, my love for classical music and violin music in particular grew. This great, yearning love endures to this day. I love the lyrical sound of the vibrating strings under the hastily gliding bow. In my penchant for drama and lived melancholy, the violin is my sensitive lover. In everyday life, I like to dance to the Klezmer sounds of Bei mir bist du schejn; my favourite version (there are many) is the one with the foreground violin.
Rahel: Me too! Me too! I love this song! It’s like an anthem to me!

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Intimate Memories of a Little Girl Smashing Chocolate Bunnies in Las Vegas

Intimate Memories of a Little Girl Smashing Chocolate Bunnies in Las Vegas

Djuna: What do you want to break?

Elsa: A chocolate Easter bunny.

Djuna: What was your most carefree, easy moment?

Elsa: Last summer: swimming naked in the ocean and then nestling my cold body against the warm rock.

Djuna: What would you like to experience with a guest that you haven’t yet?

Elsa: New Year’s Eve in Las Vegas.

Djuna: What do you love about Haetera?

Elsa: That we all are all a bit crazy and get to nurture it!

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Against violence

Against violence

The conditions under which women are always in danger of being considered as a whore, whether she wants to or not, are already in place before any decision can be made. The only choice that is left is to cower in shame and to assume a role characterised by an ever-insufficient humility – or to break with the rules. Prostitution as a result is the litmus test of feminism. Violence against women is violence against whores. Whether feminism is actually worthy of its name is ultimately decided by the question whether it is also the feminism of whores.

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Sacrifice yourselves

Sacrifice yourselves

My new life as a lobby whore, or how an honourable gentleman kindly asked me to relinquish my civil liberties. #respectsexwork is something.

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War on the shacks

War on the shacks

There once was a young man. By young I mean a member of my own generation. Born a few months before me. Same country, same time. The difference: I am a sex worker, he can afford sex work. The distribution of power is clear. Or not?

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