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At a tea stall, steam circled the cups like gossip. She trained the lens on a group of students in uniform, their shoes dusty, laughter sharp as the clack of a shutter. The frame filled with motion: a boy mid-skip, his tie a comet tail; a girl pausing, eyes on something behind the camera — the instant when a stranger becomes part of the scene. The shutter clicked and held that pause open like a promise.