Photographer Willie Willcox loses his sight in a car crash. Convinced there is nothing more useless than a photographer with no eyes, he decides to kill himself. After several failed attempts, he lies in the bath with a neck rope attached to the towel rail, ready to swallow the pills and slit his wrists. Then the phone rings.
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