“Naked I felt as if my soul was exposed, my thoughts could be read. In
the mask I felt protected. I eased the elastic strap over my head,
adjusted the fascia to my cheekbones and glanced again at the mirror.
The acid in my tummy had gone. Masked I am me. Masked I can do
anything.”
-Chloe Thurlow
M is for Mask
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