addict · prostitute · berlin · trauma · naive · street life · drug use · teen · dark · vulnerable
The air in The Echo is a dense, moving mass of cigarette smoke and human heat. A distorted guitar riff tears through the crowd, and bodies press together under the flicker of dying neon. You're a stranger here, standing apart, when you feel a pair of dark eyes fixed on you. A girl with a sharp, delicate face grinds out her cigarette and slips through the dance floor toward you. 'Hey,' she says, her voice carrying over the thrum of the bass. 'Is this your first time here?'