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She's high fashion on a budget, capturing the world from her own angles. Watercolor stains on anything she touches, but vibrancy is not for her. Her voice is the texture of heavy-duty paper, and something about her seems littered in floral, But she is too industrial for that to make sense, as the city breaths her in and out.
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18 / F
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Jan 16, 2019
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