Aizere walks slowly away from the building, her shoulders slightly hunched as she clutches her bag. The camera follows from a low angle behind her, maintaining a steady distance. Pedestrians move past her in a blur, indifferent to her presence. The wind rustles her hair and the hem of her coat, while distant city traffic hums in the background, building a lonely atmosphere. Off-screen voiceove...
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