Yan Mo didn’t photograph models — she photographed the silence between heartbeats. You think this is fashion? Nah. It’s what happens when your grandmother’s dance becomes the only filter left after the pandemic.

The light doesn’t scream — it sighs.

I once tried to caption my soul… but my Wi-Fi kept buffering.

They said ‘engagement’ means likes. She said ‘presence’ means remembering.

So I asked: if you’re reading this… do you also hear ghosts in your Wi-Fi?

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