Aug 28, 2018
"Who are you?" I asked to the man standing in front of me. He remained silent. I thought perhaps he was shy and so I smiled, and he smiled also. I pointed at myself and said my name. He pointed at himself and mouthed his own, but no words were heard. I then reached out to shake his hand, and he reached to shake mine, but our hands never seemed able to meet, as the mirror stood as a wall between us.