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Prostitution and drugs - a glimpse of the dark reality.
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She looked up at the night sky; the stars playing hide-and-seek behind the black clouds, the moon shining in all its nullified glory. The night had an ominous air about it, she could feel it as the icy breeze sank through her bare skin. She wrapped her arms around herself and waited. Waiting. She kept waiting, there at the side of the road, until she was momentarily blinded by the headlights of the ever-so-familiar black corvette... The black-tinted windows were rolled up, obscuring whatever was inside from view. That didn't matter though - she knew exactly what was waiting inside for her. She walked over to the car with the same seductive stride she carried with her when she was aiming to impress. Impressive, she thought. She had heard that word so many times, and yet she had this overwhelming sense of failure that she couldn't shake, no matter how hard...
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