The repetition of squares emphasizes how ‘fallen women’ were often reduced to mere numbers, their identities lost in a system that dehumanized them. Shapes differ, colors differ, but the outcome remains the same: lives we know nothing about, each one a silent testament to the countless stories obscured by this relentless anonymity.
The repetition of squares emphasizes how ‘fallen women’ were often reduced to mere numbers, their identities lost in a system that dehumanized them. Shapes differ, colors differ, but the outcome remains the same: lives we know nothing about, each one a silent testament to the countless stories obscured by this relentless anonymity.
The repetition of squares emphasizes how ‘fallen women’ were often reduced to mere numbers, their identities lost in a system that dehumanized them. Shapes differ, colors differ, but the outcome remains the same: lives we know nothing about, each one a silent testament to the countless stories obscured by this relentless anonymity.
The repetition of squares emphasizes how ‘fallen women’ were often reduced to mere numbers, their identities lost in a system that dehumanized them. Shapes differ, colors differ, but the outcome remains the same: lives we know nothing about, each one a silent testament to the countless stories obscured by this relentless anonymity.