The bathroom is the only safe place in the house for him. He is naked, both physically and mentally, free from the need to smile or nod. There is no transformation here, no mask. His tears and smiles end in the bathroom, where he can truly see himself. It was there he mourned "M" properly, realizing not only that he could live without her but that he must. For him, the bathroom isn't for washing, it's a sanctuary where time stops, and he can reflect on his loss

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A poignant reminder that even in our most vulnerable moments, we crave a space to be authentic and process our emotions without pretenses. The bathroom as a sanctuary is a powerful metaphor for the human need for introspection and healing.