Igreja e convento de São Francisco

sketchfab

The person standing before me has no discernible features that set them apart from the rest of humanity. They seem to blend seamlessly into the background, much like a chameleon adjusting to its surroundings. Their face is a blank slate, devoid of any defining characteristics that might distinguish them as an individual. It's almost as if they're a non-entity, a mere abstraction with no real presence in the world.