Everyone has a terrifying box deep within their hearts, and inside that box lie the most base, uncontrollable desires of humanity.
If there were never a possibility of this box being opened, then these desires would never become demons that erode human sanity.
But when one day, someone's curiosity gets the better of them and they open this box, these sweet desires begin to erode people's sanity and perception.
People who have earned quick money find it hard to return to that dry, tedious, monotonous, and highly repetitive physical labor.
The memories that previously made them feel the happiest, or rather the most excited, constantly stimulate their nerves.
The Federation had previously conducted a survey showing that streetwalkers, apart from perhaps initially being driven by various circumstances or forced out of helplessness to engage in selling their bodies, grew exceptionally dependent on this work after getting used to it for a period of time!
Earlier, a television station produced an uncomfortably relatable program where they randomly selected ten streetwalkers and gave them an opportunity to return to reality.
The television station even used some personal connections to help these individuals arrange jobs in light industrial factories.
Some also chose to get married, wedding ordinary, honest men.
The television program's production crew faithfully followed and filmed them for a full year. Out of the ten assisted streetwalkers, nine ultimately returned to work on the streets.
Their reasons for returning might not have been entirely identical, but the core was the same: ease.
Working in a factory meant twelve hours a day, freezing winters, scorching summers, and rather poor food.
Especially working on an assembly line, if one person slowed down, the subsequent processes would fall behind schedule. This kind of highly repetitive physical labor exploited not just physical strength, but mental