Aphrodite Street was known as the Street of the Love Goddess, yet its Sex Dolls received no protection from her.
All manner of diseases, the lasting damage caused by inferior Sex Doll chips, and injuries inflicted by abuse.
These were simply everyday realities for the prostitutes of Aphrodite Street.
Those Sex Dolls who failed to receive help in time often died miserable deaths, alone on nights when no one knew, and were buried in the dirt with their cheap Sex Doll chips, a fitting end to their "cheap" lives.
That was precisely why Miss Eudora Ray had chosen to open her clinic on Aphrodite Street.
Although Miss Rui's efforts were only a drop in the bucket for all those working as Sex Dolls on Aphrodite Street, they did lower the mortality rate among them.
Reducing the mortality rate of Sex Dolls also meant, in a sense, improving their upkeep, so those profiting from Aphrodite Street were naturally happy to see it.
For that very reason, hardly anyone had ever come looking for trouble at Miss Rui's unlicensed clinic.
In a secluded alley on Aphrodite Street.
Unlike the bustling streets outside, everything here looked old and dilapidated, and this was often the truest face of the Aphrodite District.
A stray cat leaped over a puddle and bounded up the steps to a slightly cleaner spot. The clinic door stood open, but it was pitch-black inside, with nothing visible.
The stray cat walked in through the doorway, only to be met by the strong, pungent smell of alcohol.
The cat looked up. A petite girl in a white lab coat stood before a laboratory bench.
Seemingly noticing another creature entering, the girl turned her head, and an eerie gleam reflected off the lenses of her round glasses.
At the sight, the little