It was all noise. A thousand identical thumbnails, all with the same exaggerated open-mouth expressions and red arrows pointing to nothing.
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The video was ten minutes long. No cuts. No music. Just the sound of cicadas, the rustle of leaves, and an old man named Sunder peeling a mango with a small, curved knife. The man was shirtless, wearing a faded lungi. His hands were wrinkled like old parchment. A goat wandered into the frame, sniffed the air, and wandered away. It was all noise