Medusa Gorgon was young, beautiful, with a luxuriant shock of hair that rang like a taut string. She loved her life, her slightly stupid job as a Manager, but one day her boss started harassing her. A nasty "honey" in the morning, an ass slap at lunch, a greasy look in the late afternoon - in general, just a typical harassment. At first she joked, then quickly slipped out of the rooms where he entered, then, after the corporate party, where a drunk boss tried to pin her in a corner, she could not stand it and went to complain to the headmistress. That, who would seem to be also a woman, refused to stand on the side of Medusa. She shouted that he was an excellent worker, and the Gorgon was a narcissistic little girl who probably provoked him, dressed up in a short dress, made her hair fly, the headmistress perorated that Medusa was just a snake, in short, it was Gorgona’s own fault. “Let's call him now and you will try to tell him all these accusations to his face”. They called him. But Medusa didn't say anything to him, just looked at him in a way that made him look petrified. The headmistress started to mutter something, but Medusa’s heavy gaze also pinned her to the wall. Medusa just said "I quit" and left. The next day she did not start searching for jobs on websites, but just took her abandoned camera and went to the Park. She made there a lot of photos of passers-by until twilight, catching them in moments of haste or reflection, meetings or quarrels. She posted then these photos on her Facebook with a humorous caption "services of a photographer. Expensive". Medusa intended to relax, laugh with friends, but instead of that she received a portrait shoot order. One, another, the tenth, and now they were scheduled for a month to her, because she was able to see their soul and show it in such a way that a person was amazed at their own depth. And she never said to her clients, "Stop! Freeze! Don't move", because she liked to shoot life, not stone statues