"How much?" she asks, her voice barely a whisper. The room is filled with leering men, their eyes stripping her bare. She's just a girl, but she knows the game. She's seen it played out on the streets, in the shadows. The numbers are called out, each one sending a shiver down her spine. She's never felt so cheap, so used. But she's here now, and she needs the money. So, she takes a deep breath, and she sells herself to the highest bidder.