Under the harsh glow of a neon sign, a young girl, her age barely in double digits, stands on the street corner, a beacon of desperation and desire. She's dressed to entice, her eyes filled with a mix of naivety and hunger. She's a commodity, a product to be bought and sold, her body the currency. The night is long, the clients varied, but the transaction is always the same - sex for money, a sordid dance of need and greed.