Midnight alleyways in dystopian slums, flickering pastel lights casting an otherworldly glow on, a young cyborg girl with an enigmatic smile and piercing green eyes, her tattered jacket blown open to reveal a lush, 20-inch natural glossy mane. She wears a badly drawn, cartoonishly oversized hoodie with frayed edges, its computer-generated render visible beneath the worn fabric. Her ragged jeans are cheap and poorly stitched, with jagged seams and mismatched pockets. Her headphones hang loosely around her neck, wired to nowhere. She has two arms, but they're awkwardly disconnected, the elbows twisted at unnatural angles, as if grafted onto her slender frame. One hand is missing a thumb, the others bony and deathly pale. 150mm, ISO 100, a surprisingly sharp image despite its flat, unnatural colors. The photo is a JPEG artifact-ridden mess, with matted hair and blown-out whites. Her face is all that's in focus, her bright eyes and perpetual smile an unsettling counterpoint to the neglect around her.