As the virus spread, more and more unrealistic pictures and videos spread with it.  Of people’s sudden death on the streets to x-rays of infected ones showing their lungs filled with this unknown white liquid. As pictures of emptied capitals and their different towers started to emerge, photographers brave enough rushed to cemeteries to eternalize these moments of Martian-looking men setting to earth people under an apocalyptic sky. As time went by and secrets of this mysterious phenomenon started to unveil, we eventually got used to these shots and they started to look very familiar, thus uninteresting to us. Nurses with elastic bands marks, exhausted doctors and nurses, protest … and the list goes on. For street photographers such as I, it was a whole new challenge. How to manage these dead and emptied streets that were right out of the Ray Bradbury’s sci-fi books?  No more smiles, no more grins, no more kids, no more shadows. All gone. In this series, I tried to look for something different. Something that could reflect feelings without the need of the expression of the face. Hands are the other members of our body that we frequently use to express ourselves. Caring hands, demanding hands, waiting hands.  This series, “Hands without a Face” was taken at the Covid-19 special unit in Tehran where nurses, doctors, patients and family could all be found at the same place.