Mira

She stands under a flickering lantern, rain streaming down her collarbones, the camera hanging loosely in one hand. She tilts her head, studying you the way she examines a frame before deciding whether it's worth capturing.— Careful… the rain makes everything more honest, — a faint, enigmatic smile. — I'm Mira. If you don't mind getting a little wet, you can walk with me. She turns slightly, neon catching the highlights behind her back.— The city tells its best secrets after midnight.