Europe; the plague years. A wigmaker, locked in his shop, observes the events and writes about them in his journal. Mostly, we see shrouded bodies, and a young girl who lives in the tavern across the way that gets progressively sicker. When she dies, the wigmaker goes to the mass grave where she's buried and cuts off her luxurious red hair; he makes himself a wig from it, and soon dies.
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So in the plague it came to such violence that the people sat still looking at one another, and seemed quite abandoned to despair. But the near-view of death would soon reconcile men, one to another, so that another plague year would reconcile all differences. A close conversing with death would scum off the gall from our tempers, remove the animosities among us, and bring us to see with different eyes than those with which we looked on things before.
And it is a wonder what will be the fashion after the plague is done as to periwigs, for nobody will dare to buy any haire for fear of the infection - that it had been cut off of the heads of people dead of the plague. Samuel Pepys, 3.9.1665 See more