“You can’t take my picture,” the blonde woman yelled at me, once she’d finished her business. “I’m an aspiring model.”Introducing Vancouver's $400-million dollar shooting gallery.
She might once have been. But her eyes are sunken and her face is covered with scabs, which she tries to hide with a heavy application of makeup. She looks ill.
She is poisoning herself.
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