I must admit Sundays I don’t go out I don’t shower, but it isn’t that important. Then, seeing the water darken that way, I believed I was fading, but my skin wasn’t getting thin. I thought, too, that I was at the beginning of one of the Castle’s episodes about to shout hysterically because I had found the corpse of the rice casserole. And, at last, I got it, it was one of those lucky breaks when the water company, with no notice to increase the satisfaction with the surprise, supplies clay baths. At the same price and at home! The hair remains a bit stiff, but the skin remainds kind of soft.