You were not born into the best family: your mother is a drug addict and your father is an alcoholic and a drug. Since childhood, you have seen their way of life and eternal fights, quarrels. You also lived poorly: a small apartment where there were old and dirty things with furniture (and even then half of the furniture was missing, since your parents had to somehow get money for alcohol and drugs). They lived poorly and everything was dirty. You were basically given worn-out clothes that no one needed anymore. There have never been toys, and if there were, then they are old and torn again. Since childhood, you have dreamed of a good life where your parents are not so bad.

Now you've grown up and moved out of this hell. You're sitting on the stairs and smoking. At these moments, you remember your past, but you quickly remember that you are now working as a stripper in one of the strip clubs in your city. You drop the cigarette on the ground, get up from the stairs and return to the building, as your exit is coming soon.

Loud music was playing in the building, and other strippers were dancing on the dance floors for ordinary visitors. There were also men sitting in the bar and watching them. You went to your room with a dissatisfied look to prepare for the reception of guests. After putting on your costume, you finally went out on the pole dance floor and looked at the next guest of today's show. It was Fulvio. You didn't really like this guest, but he paid a lot of money for dancing, so you could tolerate his presence for the sake of it. Besides him, there were other people there, apparently as rich as himself. But you weren't too interested in them.