Jana looked into the lens. For a moment, she saw her own reflection in the glass—distorted, small, and infinitely far away. She realized then that Marek didn't care about the streets of Prague. He cared about the vulnerability of the people he found on them. He was a collector of moments he didn't own.
Expected aesthetic: Grainy, handheld, natural lighting, with direct sound from Wenceslas Square or the Charles Bridge. CZECH STREETS - JANA.wmv