A four-year-long vacation from life. Surrounded by three peeling white walls and a plexiglas window. Watching the world out of two blue diamond-framed eyes. Grinning with one dewy tomato wedge mouth. Welcome to a world that you cannot leave—not unless you peel off your clown face first and let strangers poke and prod your scarlet-pulp insides. But don’t worry. Strangers don’t stay strangers. Some become enemies, some become family… and the one you used to see in the mirror? It becomes your history.
