Strings - Capstone Amal Al Shamsi (1)

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The door closes in the New York apartment, a light shines through the round peephole.
His figure moves past, casting a shadow over the field of view. Is he retreating? Coming toward
the light? The curtains draw shut and it is difficult to tell in the dark. From inside, a phone rings,
or perhaps that’s the kettle whining.
The man is seen on the subway, walking along the fence of a school, and heading back in
the apartment.
Nothing else seems to happen.
Occasionally, he snores.
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