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NEW YORK CITY (BP) -- For years, Iryna only wanted one thing -- a phone call. She wanted it for Christmas, for her birthday, any day, any time, the sooner the better.
And it didn't matter who called as long as they told her what she wanted to hear -- that the man who had sold her for sex had died.
"I hated him," Iryna said. "I hated all the traffickers, all the pimps."
Quite a different emotion, however, startled her. It started small, much like the way she, once a bright college student, had been lured into trafficking. Read More