Models are like vessels without souls, shells inscribed with preconceived identities and backstories, to be inhabited by a nameless personality that shall adopt it's name and identity. But just as souls adopt fake identities pushed upon them, so do they imprint their own faculties upon their vessels, so that even when the soul vacates a piece of it will remain on the now dead vessel. If a body was allowed to live anew and collect fragments of passing souls would it be changed over and over? Or would it's more recognizable features be flanderized to the point of unrecognizability? Does a body once inhabited now gain some sad parody of it's own life despite being little more than an empty husk?
It's very late and I am in a state of deliriousness...