That day, he met a heavily made-up woman in a bar. She told him, "I was sixteen that year, and he was seventeen. I'd dropped out of school, while he was still in high school. One day, he fell ill and didn't have the money for treatment. I tried everything to raise the money, but in the end, I could only sacrifice my body to earn it. I finally scraped together enough to pay for his treatment. Later, he found out what I'd done, but he didn't know it was to pay for his treatment. He called me a slut. Now, nothing matters anymore. If someone gives me money, I'll do it. Ha ha."
