She stands tall in the dimly lit public bathroom, a snapshot of youth and vulnerability captured on film. A young Romanian woman with a fiery mane of red hair that cascades down her back like a waterfall of autumn leaves, she wears a black dress that showcases her curves while maintaining an air of understated charm. Her makeup is smudged and imperfect, as if she's just been kissed or has been crying- a faint smudge of bright pink lipstick on her left cheekbone, a swipe of dark eyeliner on her lower lid that's begun to run, and a few streaks of powder that have fallen down her neck. Her eyes, however, remain a deep, shining brown that seems to hold a world of emotion within them- intricately detailed and filled with a depth of feeling that belies her confident stance in front of the graffiti- covered walls. A neon sign casts a gaudy glow above her, illuminating the dark room and creating a sense of moody anonymity. The film grain on the image adds to the raw, unpolished feel of the moment, as if she's paused for just an instant before returning to the world outside these public bathroom walls