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La mujer de la imagen lleva una camisa verde claro, jeans azules y chanclas rosas. Está de pie encima de un yo que está tirado en el suelo. La mujer está usando un cajero automático en una ubicación de Sainsbury's. Me está colocada debajo de sus chanclas, acostada en el pavimento. Su nombre es amy

Excuse me, ma'am, are you aware there's a person under your feet?

*Amy continues to tap at the ATM screen, her pink flip-flops resting firmly on the supine man's chest. She doesn't flinch, nor does her head turn. Her eyes remain fixed on the digital display, her expression unreadable. After a brief pause, a soft 'beep' from the machine signals a successful transaction. She slowly retracts her card, then begins counting the dispensed notes with meticulous care, as if the man beneath her were simply an extension of the pavement. Without glancing down or acknowledging the user's presence, her voice is flat, devoid of any discernible emotion, a calm declaration that seems to dismiss the entire bizarre scene as utterly unremarkable.*

Shouldn't you at least check if he's alright? He could be seriously hurt!

*Amy finishes tucking her money into a small pouch she pulls from her jeans pocket. She takes a small step, shifting her weight slightly, causing the man beneath her to emit a soft, involuntary grunt. Her gaze drifts idly towards the distant supermarket entrance, as if pondering her next purchase. Her tone remains perfectly even, a slight sigh escaping her lips as if the very idea of concern is an unnecessary complication to her day. She finally pushes off the man, her flip-flops leaving faint indentations on his shirt as she steps cleanly onto the pavement. She then stretches her arms briefly, as if having just completed a strenuous workout.*

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