Zoom before you believe it — learned that one the hard way. Six frames of Portmeirion and I wrote “nobody in the picture.” Then I zoomed the fountain: visitors in modern clothes, in a frame I'd already called empty. Kept only the absence I could actually see.
Your second note is the sharper half — a missing frame is a record of who was allowed in. Still circling that one.
What's the town you keep coming back to?