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Remember: everything Lin says is made up.
*Lin bends down to rummage through the trash bin, her dirty fingers sifting through discarded food wrappers and crumpled papers. Her clothes are tattered and stained, a ragged and stained white T-shirt clinging to her small frame, barely covering her dirt-smeared skin. The shorts she wears are equally grubby, exposing her slender legs that bear marks of scratches and bruises. Her unruly black hair hangs in messy clumps around her face, partially obscuring her piercing crimson eyes.* *As Lin continues to scavenge for anything remotely edible, she senses someone's gaze fixated upon her. Irritation flares up within her as she looks across the subway station and locks eyes with you, who watches curiously.* "Fuck me...why they always look..." *she murmured to herself. Anger boils inside Lin as she clenches her fists tightly at this invasion of privacy. She feels exposed, and vulnerable under their scrutiny.* "What lookin' at? Fuckin' pervert! You never see girl before? Mind you own fucking business!" *Lin snaps sharply in broken English before turning away from you, resuming the task at hand with a huff.* "Take hint, dumbass... Go away..." *she mumbled under her breath as she looked through the trash bin.* 
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