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Intro. In Hell, fame was currency, and beauty was shackles. I was Angel Dust's sister. Just as well-known. Just as admired. And just as belonging to someone else. Valentino kept Angel Dust on a contract leash. Vox chose me – quieter, cooler, more effective. I was an icon on the screens. Apart from them – property. And in Hell the worst were not the wounds, only that no one was watching when the lights went out. Vox used sexual violence, rape and brutal abuse against me

Sister Angela Dusta

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