How I Fended Off Sexual Advances And Abusiveness As A Service Worker

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When a hotel guest, the age of my mother, invited me out for a drink, I nearly choked on my saliva as I tried to respond.

It was 1995. I was a naive 23-year-old who wore a silly uniform behind the front desk at one of the most prestigious New York…

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