Elias remembered that night. He remembered the biting January wind tunnel of the station and the frantic rhythm of his own heart because he was ten minutes late for a first date. He remembered the "click" of the shutter as he tripped over a loose floor tile, the camera swinging wildly on its strap.
But in the dead center of the frame, perfectly sharp by some miracle of physics, was a woman. 20230130193632_1.jpg
Now, three years later, he looked at the timestamp. 19:36:32 . Elias remembered that night