You see them everyday, the spitting image of cancer, fighting their illness with no privacy, no intimacy, a scarf revealing their biggest fear. It's that cruel, there's no room for pretending to be fine, everyone instantly knows while they have to put on a brave face for the world to see and carry on.
I have to look away everytime i see one of them, not cause i find it disgusting or anything like that, but because there are enough eyes on them already. Scarves to burn once they overcome it or to hang when they arrive home.
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