The shutter clicks on a ghost town, capturing a man in a tie-dye hoodie and a surgical mask standing beneath a flickering marquee for *True History of the Kelly Gang*. The only sound is the synthetic pulse of "Blinding Lights" bleeding from a passing delivery bike, cutting through the eerie silence of a city usually defined by its roar.
I’m leaning against a brick wall, my thumb aching from doomscrolling through headlines of global backfires and rising tallies, wondering if I'll ever photograph a crowd again. Everyone moves in oversized sweatpants like shadows in a dream, eyes averted and ears plugged into a digital world while the real one sits frozen in the spring air.
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The Headlines
The U.S. Tried to Teach China a Lesson About the Media. It Backfired.