How much frankness can you allow yourself even when alone? Should I write it down on paper and give it to the reader? A sincere story of a homely girl, attractive and smart, who became a stripper by coincidence. A series of days is the period of life from 17 to 26. Is it easy to slide into the abyss that the mother who is raising her daughter at the “Institute of Noble Maidens - a branch at home” is so afraid of, and from where she fled into the existence of permissiveness. “Life is not a licensing agreement for a game. Here you can’t just check the “I agree” box and scroll on without reading.” The professionalism that comes with all the “regular clients”, earnings on cocktails, “on the pole” as a bonus for external data. And then drugs, alcohol, countless men; women who want to learn the secrets of seduction; thoughts, connections, relationships, the boring everyday depravity. What a difference it makes - one more, one less. “If you get caught for prostitution, only you will be held accountable.” Lose everything. Love and friendship are just words. And then write a book “for myself, to think about a lot, to understand and realize, to re-accept something, to rethink and re-accept something.” “Close this book and start a new life. Without a past, returning there only for some lesson that I was lucky enough to learn.” “Because there is no longer time for grievances, fears and doubts. There is no time for laziness and excuses.” “Did I really think that if I took cactus seeds and actively watered them, a rose would grow?! No. Only what we plant always grows. Our tomorrow is the result of our actions today! Never do things for which you cannot answer. The laws of the universe cannot be broken. You can think about it now as much as you like, but you should have thought about it earlier..."