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And so, the not likely troika, joined by their shared defiance of convention, forged a path towards a future where the paradigms of prostitution and escort work were no longer burdened with shame or contempt. They promoted the rights of those who were silenced, fighting for approval and the freedom to love without judgment. Their personal development was however a stepping stone, a driver towards a world that extended a hand to the misinterpreted.

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Aria typically contemplated how little people comprehended the role she played for her clients - a muse, a healer, a confidante - someone who was there when the rest of the world appeared like a cold, unyielding place.

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