Privacy: Science Fiction

She paid for a privacy room. She wasn't sure what to do once she was inside--there was a mirror. Strange to know for absolute certainty that there wasn't a watcher on the other side, not even a camera. There was a web terminal--strange to think that she could log onto any message board as "guest" and have them unable to track her back here--oh, they'd know that it was somebody from one of the privacy enclaves, but there were so many of them that it would be impossible for them to even trace it back to this particular one. Strange to know that she could say or do anything and it wouldn't pop up in a vid online or in a search for her. She made a funny face at the mirror. It was her charming, standard-issue "thinks she's alone" cute face, that she'd designed for--

Inspiration: Thinking about expectations of privacy yesterday and how they would change in the future. Wondering when the expectation of privacy would be a culture shock.
Story Potential: Medium.
Notes: This is cool worldbuilding, and I like it, but there's not a distinct story here.