Struggle of Life
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No one knows what am i suffering. No one knows why am I with different man every night. Yes, if your first thought was that I am a prostitute, you should be getting a prize. Nice guess. Yes, I am. Want a repeat?
I am a prostitute.
Waiting at the lone street for customers every single night so that they will be bring you to a hotel for some 'business' and at the end of the night you'll be going home with a pocket full of money.
I should be disgusted but I have no choice. I have no savior to save my sorry ass.
But when a guy named Jesse came, he made a big change in my life.
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