1899, Paris, France
"You know something Velvet?" Satine said dreamily.
"What?" I said impatiently, looking up from my troublesome corset.
"Sometimes...I wish I didn't have to be a..." She paused, unsure how to describe her position.
"Whore" I supplied bluntly.
Satine winced slightly, she evidently found the word whore a little harsh for her.
"Well...yes. I wish that...I could meet a man and fall in love. Real love, and be with him forever."
I laughed bitterly, ""You always were a dreamer Satine. Don't be ridiculous. You are a whore, whether you like it or not, and you belong here at the Moulin Rouge with the rest of us."
She sighed and arranged her shining red curls so they fell about her face, highlighting her flawless white skin and clear blue eyes.
"When do we have to be out there?" she asked wearily, referring to the night's performance in the dance hall.
"You have to ready out on the trapeze in about fifteen minutes, but I have to go right about now." I replied.
After finally managing to get my corset tight enough, I hastily pulled on my blue ruffled cancan skirt and bodice.
I already had my full makeup on so I just gave my dark, wavy, waist length hair a few flicks with a comb.
"Goodbye" I called to Satine on my way out of the dressing room.
She didn't reply, she was off in her own little world, most likely dreaming about true love.
Every whore knows you can't fall in love.
Break every rule in the book, but never, ever fall in love.
Besides, what is there in love but hurt and broken hearts?
"About time" Arabia hissed when I took my place behind the curtain.
"Shouldn't you be up the front," I replied, "Seeing that you're one of Zidler's prize whores and all?"
She gave me an evil look and made her way to the front off the group.
I heard the yelling crowd quiet down and the familiar music of our number start up.
We strutted out from behind the curtain in our lines, exposing as much leg as we could.
The crowd erupted and I spotted Toulouse, that Argentinean, Satie, The Doctor and a mysterious man in a top hat and tails, sitting at one of the tables.
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