The girl has dark hair that curls into her face and eyes. She wears a heavy layer of makeup that will make her cringe later in life when she looks back at photos of this time. She is about 15-years-old and wears tight black jeans. She comes to the counter and plops herself limply on the stool behind, gravity threatening to claim an arm or leg and drag her to the floor. She has been crying and looks at me expectantly but does not say a word.
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