| 摘 要： | She hung her head as she trudged through the hall, attempting to block out the ceaseless chants that followed her every step. They made faces, jeered her, and poked fun at her. Her hair and her clothes, her intelligence and her artistic nature-they were all abnormal. She wore tight black jeans ripped at the knees, a tight black shirt, and chunky black combat boots. She had a silver ring through her nose and eight other silver rings in each ear. Her eyes were dark with black makeup and her hai…
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