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“I shouldn’t know you again if we did meet:” Prosopagnosia

Sylvia R. Karasu New York City, NY (Fall 2017)   Figure 1. Chuck Close, Self-Portrait (1997) (Museum of Modern Art, New York City) Watching Black Narcissus, the eerily unsettling film1 about an order of nuns cloistered in an isolated, windswept convent perched within the Himalayas, I am struggling to differentiate one nun from another.  I see […]