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I Die Every Night spins around a girl who at whatever point glanced around with her light bluish eyes augmented by their angelic candor looked like worlds queen the dazzling idol of this world and she was second to no one in cheerful countenances. The ugly and torturous lines on her palm made her destitute at an adolescent age and constrained her to embrace prostitution much against her wishes. As a young girl she was sexually exploited by her stepfather on a daily basis and made the foundation for her to be among the most beautiful erotic and demanded call-girl of her season of life rest the deceptive world taught her. The kind of euphoria she made among her paramours was exceptional similarly is the unexceptional story of her beautiful body getting deprived of the most sensuous and priceless body parts one by one. She ascended from the ashes like a phoenix and died like the most philanthropic person in the world making everyone on this earth pigmy in size.She splendidly transformed herself using her wit and wisdom from an ordinary brothel prostitute to the most coveted woman of the night of Bombay and ruled the city for many years and witnessed the years of fame and opulence to a fugitive and a police accomplice to a wife in waiting and fought the Bombay underworld with her all the competencies and mental ability outmaneuvering her pitiable paramours however a heartbroken pensiveness she carried throughout her life.A chance encounter brought her face to face with a stranger whom she offered herself for the night yet was rebuffed by the gentleman for being married and encompassed many lofty ideals towards his wife daughter and family. Impressed with such lofty ideals the woman of the street unfolded her saga and the young man found to his amazement the true colors behind one of the oldest professions in this world - prostitution.This true account of a woman of the street unfolds many dark alleys of the murky world of prostitution and the skeletons in her cupboard rather in the truest sense makes aware the vulnerability of women for being docile fragile and full of voluptuousness.