monofilament

there were women in que to have monofilament threaded just beneath the skin on their face to change the shape of it. i kept watching the procedure thinking that the doctor performing it would show some indication that he was selling snake oil, but he kept up his charming banter as he moved the women through his chair in assembly line fashion. all the women were chattering like birds and i wondered if a critical line of thought had ever passed between any of their ears.

as each woman got up from the chair after the procedure, they ooohed and ahhhed in approval of each other but the results were actually crude and nightmarish, the skin visibly draping on either side of the anchor point. 'oh that will go away, don't worry.' the doctor said. the women believed his words and not their eyes.