I saw myself in the mirror this morning and gave myself quite a start.
This facial scar is jarring, to say the least, especially with the stitches still in it.
But then I had a breakthrough, of sorts (this could be the Zoloft speaking).
My new appearance is likely to elicit pity from adults, cause revulsion in teenagers and prompt small children to run screaming in the opposite direction.
Not bad for no effort.
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