A cramped laundry room, one hanging bulb. A 24-year-old woman leans on the closed washer, weight in her hips, looking over her shoulder at the camera. Black hair clipped up, loose pieces at her neck. Grey hoodie bunched at her waist, pink striped cotton panties. Detergent and a basket of dark clothes sit in the corner. The picture has the cheap falloff of a doorway snapshot — grain, yellow bulb, a private pause that looks accidental.
