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Did I ever think—doctor, damn it, a doctor of science—that one day I wouldn’t have the means to survive with a small child? Of course not.
All I agreed to out of desperation was one photo session—where they promised me so much that I wouldn’t have to bash my head against the wall for a month, thinking how to feed my son.
Just once—to make love with a stranger on camera… Once!
Only how was I supposed to know that instead of a stranger it would be… HIM?