Regina, a woman of the streets, is driven by hunger to peddle her flesh. Her eyes, hard and desperate, search the night for a customer. She's no stranger to the game, her movements calculated, her words honed by years of practice. "Oitenta reais," she whispers to the man in the car, her voice a blend of resignation and hope. Her body, clad in a revealing dress, is a tool she uses to survive, her spirit a resilient flame that burns despite the harsh winds of circumstance.