A man tells us of his memories and his relationship with his own breasts and with those who watch him.

Bertrand Mandico might just be at his most restrained here: a one-woman show for regular collaborator Elina Löwensohn, who, in direct spoken voiceover (sometimes repeated as if a mantra), and in metaphor, we hear described what the experience of her body feels like to her—the skin she lives in.