"The eyes are just a false mirror. It mirrors not the world itself, but its mirage."
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You know it too well ─ your eyesight is failing. It won't be long before your world goes completely black.
You arrive at the Art Gallery and ask the Artist to draw a colorless painting for you- she calls it Le faux miroir1.
You no-clip into the painting and find a hospital. Without hesitation, you ask the oculist there to conduct an optometry test.
An autorefractor covers your head. The sight you see through the aperture attracts you: a field of wheat, a path, and a colorful balloon dreamily floating at the end of the path. It reminds you of your childhood dreams.
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OPTOMETRY REPORT
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M/F
'AN/ 10/1989 06:00
VD=10.00mm
<R> S C A
-8.25 -4.00 66
-8.25 -3.75 67
-8.25 -3.75 67
-8.25 -3.75 65
L.DATA
-8.25 -3.75
PS 6.0
<L> S C A
-9.00 -2.35 9
-8.75 -1.75 4
-8.75 -1.75 2
-8.75 -1.75 2
L.DATA
-8.75 -1.75
PS 6.0
PD 60
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