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Alex and Lin chose a bench beside a quiet park path. A small brown bird moved between the bushes. Alex lifted his camera and waited. Lin sat at the other end of the bench, leaving him room for his elbows.

The bird stayed behind the leaves. Alex followed each moving branch through the lens, but every small shape turned out to be another leaf. His arms began to ache. A cyclist passed, and then the path was quiet again.

He lowered the camera onto his lap. Almost at once, the bird landed on a low branch near the bench. Lin glanced toward it without moving. Alex kept his hands still. They could see its tiny feet gripping the bark.

The bird turned its head, hopped once, and flew back into the bushes. Alex looked down at his camera. “No picture,” he said. Lin watched the empty branch. “A very good view, though.” He left the camera in his lap.