Leaving the Pride Parade on Sunday, I noticed a lady sitting in front of a shop. The glitter on her eyelids caught my eye. In my usual bashful manner I asked her if she would let me take a picture. She agreed. As I was shooting, I noticed the shadow her eyelashes were throwing on her cheek. And this is what I zoomed in on (bad sentence structure). In case you must know, the lady told me she was Mongolian.
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