🎬 Movie

A man in a beige overcoat peels a papier-mâché mask from his face before a mirror. Each morning, he arranges objects on a table—a watch, glasses, keys—like assembling the puzzle of himself. At the café, he orders the usual, but today requests “something different.” His hand hovers over a ringing phone, avoiding his mother’s call. He drifts through the city as a specter, watching others rush, embrace, argue. At night, he faces a screen flooded with endless news, then switches it off. Silence falls, broken only by the ticking of that watch from the table.