A late-night shot of an abandoned children’s playground. As the camera swoops in low from a bird’s eye view, it reveals old, brightly colored swings that once rang with innocent laughter. The stark lighting from a lone street lamp creates sharp shadows, giving depth to the scene. The balance of the shot shifts from the empty seesaw on one hand to the empty, beckoning slide on another. The lens blurs as it focuses on the merry-go-round that’s eerily spinning on its own, painting a silent tale of lost playfulness. The colors are deliberately desaturated, glazing everything with a ghostly pallor, subtly indicating the innocence that was once there but is no more. The somber scene is heavy with a sense of time’s passage, leaving only nostalgia in its wake.