Hidden I live in a world where girls value their hair more than education. Where people are ranked by the number of guys they've been with rather than their IQ score. Looking around me, I catch sight of fake eyelashes, cleavage bursting out of tight clothes and nails that look like claws. I keep walking and suddenly come to the realization that I am alone in a hallway filled with mirrors.
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