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These notes were written in fragments, like footprints left in passing.
They record what was seen, and more often—what was not.
A child drops a bottle. A tourist takes a photo, but never looks down.
The river carries both beauty and debris, but not everyone notices.
This is a slow archive of encounters on the bridge.
A collection of glances, gestures, silences, and traces.
Not to explain—only to observe.
Not to accuse—only to notice.