Wearing The Color Red
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It's such a mystery to me how a city I have lived in all my life, a population of over 800,000 people can feel so lonely. Perhaps my isolating childhood or broken family background prevents me from having relationships with others.
Humiliation should be my middle name as each day of my life consists of listening to sadistic rumours about myself, that are constantly gossiped about all through my high school.
Yet some of these rumours may be true I am forced to play the game denial. I am determined to complete my senior year while maintaining my grades and keeping my profession on the down low.
Clients come to me, I get my dirty money. If I have the smallest of chances to escape this town and pursue a new life in New York, I have to do everything that I can to achieve my goals, even if that means providing erotic services.
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