This is Rina. Since her father died, she has dramatically changed. Everyday, she isolates herself in her room, sits on the floor and simply stares. She can stay in the same position for hours, or at least till someone says, "Rina, time to eat." Every now and then she'll  put her hand on her face, slowly caressing her cheeks-- exactly how my grandfather used to.

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