Alex Scattered on the desk are various camera accessories. Hands move back and forth, choosing, discarding, unscrewing, replacing, screwing again, cleaning with a soft cloth soaked in a special liquid, sometimes rubbing a part on a plain white T-shirt. Different lenses reflect the light from the beautiful lamp with the honey-colored blown glass, sometimes directing it into his eyes, causing temporary blindness, and other times onto the ceiling, beautifying it with strange flashes and shapes. Other lenses, magnifying ones, enlarge whatever is beneath them. A few dust particles lazily resting on the dark surface of the desk, a slight scratch on the furniture, the edge of a silver-embossed card trying to spell out a name, as underneath the lens, a letterhead with the hotel’s logo is hidden. This way, you can see the first word "CAVE" in large letters, while the rest—a final sigma completing the word "caves" and a detached "Hotel"—outside the lens, continue on the paper at normal size. Even he doesn't quite know what he's doing.
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