Someone parted the faux crystal curtain dividing the room from the main corridor. Rita looks up to find the same man who visited her home one week ago. He reeked of alcohol and that awful scent always made her younger sister cringe. “Come on, move to the kitchen area ” Rita quickly but subtly nudged her sister Rosy. He was slightly unsteady and his blood-shot eyes scanned the young girls as they hurried off from the small sofa in the messy place. Although their mother is a sex worker, she doesn’t want her two children to be doing this. “I can’t wait to get a job, I will support my mother and sister ” Rita mumbled to herself who was scarred from the past. Just then their mother walked out from the room and ushered him to the single room in tiny rented space. It’s not uncommon for children to be…
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