A man stands before a mirror painting his face. "Strange how everything is turning out to be larger and smaller at the same time," he says. Applying the color to his forehead, he looks in the mirror with fascination. "Now I'm seeing windows all over, windows, windows. Suddenly, my face becomes like a window picture." He quickly fills in his blank cheeks with a network of lines. "What I'm painting now are the nerves beneath my face. I feel I can see through myself, look through my head, perceive its back. It expresses my innermost self. Funny, I suddenly feel as...
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