The reflection on the mirror is like the reflection into the girl’s mind of all the people in front of her; too busy a place, yet with very little details to differentiate between anyone.

Is this man in the reflection a real man, a customer, or just a fantasy in her mind?

If all this fancy stuff and extravagant style does not fill a girl’s heart, what does?

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