She noticed the lamppost towards the end of their stay in the city, so the black-and-white photograph that she made of it wasn't developed until after they were long gone from the place. It had been a clear day and the starkness of the scrollwork stood out against the foliage of the surrounding park, defining the trapezoidal space from which light originates.
Contemplating the photograph, the mundanity of it seemed its most remarkable feature. Yet there was something about the potential inherent in it that spoke to her, as though the sculptural qualities, framed in this snapshot, were just an empty framework waiting for the coming night, when its presence would be eclipsed by the glowing illumination emanating from within.
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