Too Ugly to Look Upon A huge French flag waves on every wall.

The Guillotine just committed another gruesome killing. The cheering crowd rushes forward in a frenzy, trying to grab the deformed, cut-off head of the dead aristocrat. But one old woman stays in her chair, knitting some disgusting clothes. She wears a dirty yellow-tan skirt. On her hands, she wears fingerless gloves. She has a very gruesome face. Her knobby chin is split in half, and her lips are very disfigured. The lips are set in a creepy smile, more like a half-smile. Her cheeks are very puffy and wide, almost as though they are swollen. After that is her sharp, evil, crooked nose, its bridge extends into her forehead. Her left eye is open, but it is always squinting and scrutinizing everything in its path. The right eye is swollen shut, and it has crust all around it to make it look like an ugly pirates black eye. Her hair is dirty, coarse, and greasy. Very unkempt, it extends beyond her shoulders, it hangs in front of her face, and it has knots all around it. A smooth, white bonnet sits on top of her head. The ugly hag gets up and moves away from the cheering crowd, ready to come back tomorrow.