Ležala sam tako već ćelave glave, jer smo Maša i ja odradile akciju čupanja kose pred samu vizitu kad je opala potpuno, samo je trebalo odstraniti s glave, jer se zbog svoje gustoće još uvijek nekako držala, a ostatke smo nas dvije počupale prstima. Bacale smo kratke dlake u umivaonik. Ostale su samo čvrste dlačice na vrh glave koje nismo uspjele skinuti. Bila sam očerupana kao kokoš. Moja glava je bila kao iz crtanih filmova, kada prikazuju očerupane ptice pa im ostave onako par dlačica da se zna da je tu nekad bilo gusto perje.

SOBA ZA NIKOGA – Poglavlje 13

Thick Feather

I was lying there bald-headed, because Masha and I finished with the hair pulling just before the rounds when it fell out completely. It just had to be removed from my head, since due to its density it was still somehow hanging in there, and the two of us plucked out the remains with our fingers. We tossed the short hairs into the sink. There were only strong hairs on the top of my head that we did not manage to take off. I was plucked like a chicken. My head was like in a cartoon when they show plucked birds with only a few hairs just to remind you they once had thick feathers.