A meditation. The menace of night and the memory of trauma. A film about violence and the trace it leaves. 'There is a woman that watches me, who watches me from her window. She watches me. Every night she watches me. Until one night, she is gone.' Shot on 16mm over a number of years, the film rephotographs and rephotographs, until the image itself is a ghost. It is a moment in time, and then that moment is gone.
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