[ID: An illustration of MAG 164 showing a very thin woman, dressed in a nightgown, sitting in an old-fashioned chair by a large arched window and looking out - face turned away from the viewer. She is framed by a large billowing curtain. The woman, the chair, the window panes, and the curtain are covered in mold and mildew. She holds a straight razor by her neck, and a strip of skin on her face hangs loose. Her posture is tense, as though in anger or pain. Her hands and feet are bloodied. A discarded pile of blue-ish skin sits on the ground behind the chair. End ID]
“By night, she sits in the quiet darkness of her perfect cottage, peeling herself with a straight razor”
