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Shame wraps like a shadow, binding the body in silence. Yet its edges are sharp, glaring, impossible to hide, as though the world can see every fracture within. In this tension between concealment and exposure, the figure becomes both the darkness and the light that cuts through it.
Shame wraps like a shadow, binding the body in silence. Yet its edges are sharp, glaring, impossible to hide, as though the world can see every fracture within. In this tension between concealment and exposure, the figure becomes both the darkness and the light that cuts through it.