Sanaz pauses on her way out the door to put on thin black gloves to hide her nail polish. Then out the door she went.
if she gets on a bus, she has to enter from the rear.
The seating is segregated. She must sit in the back, allocated to women.
In the course of nearly two decades, the streets have been turned into a war zone, where young women who disobey the rules are hurled into patrol cars,taken to jail,flogged,fined,forced to wash the toilets and humiliated.
What is Sanaz thinking as she walks the streets of Tehran? How much does this experience affect her?Most probably she tries to distance her mind as much as possible from her surroundings.