In the faded glow of a 1970s Polaroid photo, a solitary figure sat on a worn-out chair, her long brown hair framing her thin face. Dressed in a black dress that hugged her anorexic body, she sported a simple gold necklace and a ring on her left hand. Her medium breasts were bare under the dress, and her nipples were visible through the thin fabric, a testament to her lack of a bra. Her brown eyes looked directly at the viewer with a melancholic gaze, her lips slightly parted as if about to speak. A dim candle lit up the room, casting flickering shadows on the carpet and an old painting on the wall. The only sound was the soft crackling of the burning candle.