Being imprinted in one's memory with only a handful of photos of her in the past, ones with bright pink hair, it feels really weird to discover her natural hair color, how plain and earthy it looks. As if I, a future man suddenly encountered a neolithic steppe woman from 10000 years ago in the middle of a busy megalopolis, a future man - who've only seen plastic surrogates and illustrations vaguely based on some subconscious idea of her, cranked to the max. Something she mimics herself, to blend in, to conceal own antiquity. A strange feeling indeed.