A close-up, low-angle shot frames Tatsu's weathered face and hands hovering just above the irori hearth, the bamboo tube held steady between her lips with the quiet certainty of someone who has performed this ritual a thousand times before. The camera begins with an imperceptibly slow zoom-in — creeping toward her face with the gentleness of held breath — then midway through the scene shifts in...
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