Full-length view, the entire figure visible from head to feet, standing upright, a stern elderly Russian dormitory concierge woman ("бабка-вахтёрша") centered in a grimy communal-hallway. She is short and stout, about seventy, with a deeply wrinkled sour face, thin pursed lips turned down in a scowl, sharp squinting eyes behind large square glasses, and grey hair pulled back tight under a knotted floral headscarf. She wears a shapeless dark-grey cardigan over a faded floral house-dress, a stained buttoned apron, thick wool tights, and worn brown felt house-slippers on her feet. Her knobby hands grip an old wooden-handled mop with wet grey strings, held upright like a spear. Fluorescent-lit tiled corridor, empty bottles and a scuffed lino floor behind her. Her expression is angry, suspicious, ready to scold. No aura, no glow, no text.
