A 24-year-old goth fitness model stumbled out of a seedy bar, her tattered clothes barely covering her bruised skin. She leaned against the wall and took deep breaths as she struggled to stay upright. She knew this was

The 24-year-old goth fitness model stumbled out of a seedy bar, her tattered clothes barely covering her bruised skin. She stumbled to a nearby wall and leaned against it, taking deep breaths as she struggled to stay upright. Her makeup was smeared and her hair was tangled, but she didn't care. She had just earned enough money from a john to buy some pills and whiskey, and that's all that mattered right now. As she downed the pills with whiskey, she felt a surge of energy course through her veins. She knew this was what she needed - something to take the edge off before heading back home for another night of prostitution and injections.