I Never Thought Of Myself As A Prostitute. There Was A Corner In My Mind, Where I Had Installed My Own Image, Which Was Very Pure, Untouched. It Was The Image Of An Artist. I Always Wanted To Cherish It, Take Care Of It. Was It Possible? Outwardly,
I Never Thought Of Myself As A Prostitute. There Was A Corner In My Mind, Where I Had Installed My Own Image, Which Was Very Pure, Untouched. It Was The Image Of An Artist. I Always Wanted To Cherish It, Take Care Of It. Was It Possible? Outwardly,