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The camera wandered as if remembering how to walk. It lingered on a pair of shoes near a stoop, scuffed and patient. It watched a child balanced on a curb, daring the world with a stick. A woman braided someone’s hair, fingers practiced and tender. There was no plot to obey, no climax to race toward — only an accumulation of moments, each one an invitation to stay.