Broken mirrors of sin

The woman, a 18-year-old blonde with brown eyes and messy hair, stood on the street corner. She wore a slutty outfit and high heels, her skin was stained and dirty from years of drug use. Her nose had white powder under it, and her body bore cuts, bruises, and sores from the life she led. She clutched at her hoop earrings as the night cold around her, scared face showing her struggle with meth withdrawal. Across the street, a man in a dark coat approached, his eyes scanning the street hooker.