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The rushing train of thoughts of a young woman in a changing room as she internally debates the line of caring and not caring, telling herself off for feeling self-conscious instead of empowered. A poetic take on the prosaic.
The rushing train of thoughts of a young woman in a changing room as she internally debates the line of caring and not caring, telling herself off for feeling self-conscious instead of empowered. A poetic take on the prosaic.