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T E E N A G E  G I R L S  +  M Y T H O L O G Y: Sobek

They flock in her wake; an army of teenagers who all look identical, they start their own trends, following her lead as she declares that khaki clothes are the new fashion. No, military boots. No, cropped hair. She smells of hand cream made from plant extract and seems to slip seamlessly through the day, undisturbed by the latest shenanigans. A glimmer of danger glints in her eyes, teeth as white as bleached bone, reminding others of the well-known saying: never smile at a crocodile.