The back room was dimly lit and dingy, with a single bed pushed up against the wall. The man gestured for her to sit down, but Thais remained standing. She was determined to maintain some semblance of control in this situation.
The man began to undress, revealing a body covered in scabies and fleas. Thais tried not to gag as he approached her, but it was difficult. She reminded herself that this was just a job, and that she needed the money.
"You're even more beautiful up close," the man said, reaching out to touch her. Thais flinched and took a step back.
"I'm not doing this for free," she said, trying to sound more confident than she felt.
The man grinned and pulled out a wad of cash. "Of course, my dear. Let's get down to business."
Thais took the money and tried to focus on anything but the man's disgusting body. She reminded herself that she was in control, that she was the one with the power. She could do this.
The man tried to kiss her, but Thais turned her head away. "I'm not that kind of girl," she said, her voice firm.
The man laughed and shrugged. "Suit yourself, my dear. As long as you do what I paid for."
Thais gritted her teeth and did what she had to do. When it was over, she quickly dressed and left the room, trying to put as much distance between herself and the man as possible.
As she walked back through the dimly lit streets of Curitiba, Thais couldn't help but feel a sense of shame and regret. This wasn't the life she wanted, but it was the life she had. She vowed to herself that she would do whatever it took to change her situation, to take control of her own destiny.
She knew it wouldn't be easy, but she was determined to succeed. She was a strong, smart woman, and she refused to let anyone or anything stand in her way.
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