A lone figure in a long coat crosses a bridge in heavy rain at night, sodium lamps flaring through the downpour and headlights smearing past on the wet road

Between rounds in a boxer's corner: the fighter breathes hard on the stool while the cutman works at his brow, then lifts his eyes to something off frame

A ballerina turns one slow pirouette in an empty studio, the skirt lifting and settling as she comes round, window light across the floor