Her pale complexion serves as a blank canvas for the spectacle which begins. A play of darks and lights. sunshine and shadows, Gunilla is dressed in patterns of dots and stripes.
The sunlight simply repeats what she already knows.
The spots are everywhere, even lurking in the shadows, altering her flawless complexion.
It's as though she's hopelessly caught behind the Venetian blinds.
She peaks out once more to see if anyone notices.
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