Ночная кухня: она соскальзывает со столешницы и идёт к объективу

She sets the glass down, slides off the counter onto her feet and walks toward the lens, the oversized shirt swinging open at the hem over bare legs while the front stays crossed and buttoned at the chest. She stops close, tips her head, and pushes her wet hair back off her face. Wine swings in the abandoned glass, steam drifts from a pan behind her. Slow push in, framed from the ribs up, warm downlight against black. Cinematic, shallow depth of field, heavy film grain.

Написан по-английски — ровно в том виде, в каком мы его отправили.