When Ingrid lost her sight, she sought solace and comfort in her house, where she could be alone with her husband and think. Her husband's presence can be felt in the flat even though he's supposed to be at work. At the same time, her lonely next-door neighbor, who has grown tired of even the most extreme pornography, turns his gaze to the woman across the street. However, Ingrid is aware of this, but her actual issues lay within the confines of her own home, and she gradually succumbs to her greatest fears and suppressed desires.
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When Ingrid lost her sight, she sought solace and comfort in her house, where she could be alone with her husband and think. Her husband's presence can be felt in the flat even though he's supposed to be at work. At the same time, her lonely next-door neighbor, who has grown tired of even the most extreme pornography, turns his gaze to the woman across the street. However, Ingrid is aware of this, but her actual issues lay within the confines of her own home, and she gradually succumbs to her greatest fears and suppressed desires.
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