HER NAME WAS RAIN

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HER NAME WAS RAIN

One hot summer night, the air was humid and dark. Heaviness loomed as men seeking to purchase women for sex trolled the beaten path. Our team sat in a brothel in the alley of Section Six, which is the length of a New York City block, and is estimated to have 1,800 women and children as young as 3 available for purchase. There was a young “working” girl. She was strikingly beautiful, painfully shy, and ever so gentle. Her name was Rain.

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