In the neon-lit heart of the city, a stripper, unnamed but with a face that haunts, works the stage. Her body, a masterpiece of curves and lines, moves to the rhythm of the music, drawing the eyes of every man in the room. One, a powerful figure in a crisp suit, catches her gaze. He beckons her over, a roll of bills in his hand. She takes it, her fingers brushing against his, the promise of more in his eyes. Later, in the privacy of his hotel room, she gives him what he paid for. She dances, she strips, she fucks. The night is long, the money good, and the memories, priceless.