Dual desires

dualdesiresA scantily clad woman struts the streets of kings cross, her heels elevate her above filth.

Desperate for inclusion, to be appreciated and loved; she longs for the lingering stares of men.

In a lounge room far away a desperate father hangs his head. Where did it go wrong … when will my little princes return?


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