They called call girl udaipur so many things — too much, too wild, too dirty, too lost. But names are only powerful if you wear them. And she? She rewrote them. Took the slurs and made them symbols. Took the shame and made it sacred. Every insult became a line of poetry carved into her soul, not to romanticize the pain — but to reclaim the narrative. She didn’t pretend it didn’t hurt. She just refused to let it define her. And in that refusal, she became more than they ever imagined. She became herself.
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