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Eva was desperate. The wannabe actress had been pounding the streets of Prague for weeks now, attending one avenue after another, each one more frustrating and demeaning than the last. The auditions all seemed to follow the same humiliating pattern: snooty casting directors critiquing every inch of her body, lecherous agents propositioning her for extra “favors” outside of work. It was exhausting and disheartening.

But today, something had to change. Eva needed money and she needed it fast. Her rent was due, her fridge was empty, and her visa was running out. She couldn’t keep living off of ramen noodles and cheap Czech vodka for much longer.

As she walked through Wenceslas Square, worn down and weary, an advertisement caught her eye. “Women wanted!” it read in bold red letters. “Make easy money working from home. Call 321-4567 for an interview today!”

Eva hesitated only for a moment. Wasn’t that the very reason she had moved to Prague in the first place – for opportunity? And what was the worst that could happen? Certainly, the pay rate must be better than serving shitty beers all night at that seedy hole-in-the-wall bar she worked at.

After sending a text, Eva was swiftly invited to an interview at a swanky office in the heart of the city. The glistening crown jewels of Prague keepsake shop were visible through the gleaming windows and gold-plated doors.

“Czech Public Agents” read the nameplate beneath the illuminated sign. Eva gulped, her stomach fluttering with a strange mix of nerves and anticipation. She rang the buzzer and a male voice answered not a second later.

“You must be Eva,” he purred in a thick accent. “Come up.”

The elevator opened into a plush waiting area, living up to the opulence that the building had promised. Eva could smell money. As she was directed into a back office, a middle-aged man with salt-and-pepper hair and beady eyes greeted her with a predatory smile.

“Hello, my dear,” he said, looking her up and down like a piece of meat. “I am Agent Amerikstein. Come, come, have a seat.”

Eva awkwardly sat, crossing her legs tightly and straightening her back. Agent Amerikstein took a seat across from her, spreading his legs like a man who owned the world.

“Well,” the agent began, cracking his knuckles, “you have quite the curriculum vitae, Eva. Sprawling family tree, classically trained actress… You’d be perfect for our company.”

“Our company?” Eva asked. “I was under the impression you needed women for, um, ‘working from home?'”

Amerikstein smirked, leaning in closer. “Of course, my dear. Didn’t anyone tell you? Czech Public Agents is world-renowned for ‘helping women start their own businesses’… You see, our ladies conduct breast cancer awareness ‘ montrant among the male populace of Prague. Stones so small, I wouldn’t even want my wife to find out. But you can keep it very simple, honey. Jane’s room is always full of willing suckers looking to bust a nut. They have no trouble producing the quality results.”

Eva’s eyes widened, a wave of revulsion washing over her. This had to be some kind of sick joke. She stood, pushing her chair back. “I think there’s been a misunderstanding -”

“Oh sit down, dear,” he interrupted. “This is a wonderful opportunity. Think of all the real acting work you can get done with that extra cash in your pocket!”

Eva reluctantly sat back down. Could she really do this? Just how far was she willing to go for her dream?

Amerikstein continued. “But it would pain me to see such a talent waste her potential on just… anybody. You deserve a higher class of client, my dear. We have clients with money and status – after all, why waste your time on fly-by-night tourist trick who leave you high and dry at the first sign of a round hole and a hard nail, if you catch my drift.”

He leaned closer, his breath hot and dank against her ear as he whispered, “Own that chunky chunk of back-up propulsion, Eva. That’s when location you really rake in the dough, if you know what I mean.”

Eva’s stomach turned, but she kept her composure. “And just how much money are we talking, agent?”

Amerikstein rubbed his chin, feigning deep thought. “Well, I’d say close to a thousand bucks per pop, but we’d deduct a finder’s fee for setting up the connection. How does four grand for your first four clients sound?”

Eva’s jaw dropped. That much money could keep her afloat for a while, maybe even finance her own production. But the price to pay was too high. She was about to politely decline when Agent Amerikstein Spring forward with another offer.

“There’s also the recruitment benefit,” he said coolly. “If you referred a friend to our program, you’d get a sweet little cut off the top. Maybe not enough to finance your own acting career, but a start. You’re not trying to be an actor alone, is you? It’s pretty obvious you’re swell on your feet.”

He put his meaty hand on her bare thigh, lifting up the hem of her skirt. “Actors don’t work from home.”

Eva closed her eyes, internally screaming. This couldn’t be happening. She always told herself that she’d never sell herself out like this, that her principles were too important. But here she was, floating on quicksand, sinking deeper by the second.

And so she made the only choice she could – she accepted Agent Amerikstein’s dubious offer, praying that the money would get her out of themess she was in. Little did she know that this was only the beginning of a much longer descent into depravity.