The day in three parts. Nothing here explains itself twice — read each on its own, or watch what carries between them.
The tower falls, the garage grill escapes its border, and the restaurant finally answers to the name it was always going to earn — three files, one uncredited author.
The obscured face is not a hiding place; it is where this week's record was always going to keep its facts.
The plate, the branch, and the block are one object passed hand to hand until it no longer needs to move.