Our eyes betray us in silence. One glance at a photo and we’re certain we understand it: a girl floating, stairs bending space, a building that defies logic. It feels undeniable. It feels safe. Then the angle shifts, the light changes, and certainty shatters. What else have we misread—faces, fights, love, regret? How much of your life is built on things you only thoug… Continues…
