The next key frame of the same shot as image 1, in exactly the same drawing style, with exactly the same camera, framing, dawn sky, rooftops and mountain of photos, and the same five characters in the same places. A moment later the first ray of the rising sun hits the little girl's round mirror and is reflected as a bright golden beam straight onto the woman's face; she glows, eyes closed, a radiant smile. At that exact moment a bright white flash bursts from the bearded man's instant camera. The old lady and the sweeper hold their breath with hands clasped. Each person has exactly two arms and two hands. No text, no letters, no logos.
