Seeing your own face as other people saw it was a bit like repeating a word over and over again until it lost its meaning and became just a collection of sounds. If Eliza looked in the mirror for too long, she wouldn’t see a human being anymore, just some weird space alien, all bushy eyebrows and wide mutant nose and creepy pygmy ears. “Still there, Eliza?” Out from the laptop speakers zinged the super-peppy voice of Sandrine Close, editor of Closely Observed, a popular website devoted to young photographers and their work. Sandrine, a gorgeous twentysomething hipster with fireball-red hair, had invited Eliza to “appear” on the site for a live-streamed video interview on the subject of Apocalypse Already. She wore a pair of stylish emerald-green glasses that came to points at the corners and a matching blouse that revealed a plunging triangle of pale skin, the final vertex of which was cut off by the bottom of the frame. “Yeah.”
