You found a code

A note folded behind a bench slat. One clip. Nothing else waiting.

People scatter hand-printed QR stickers across the world. Scan one and you land here — a quiet room for a single short clip, made by a stranger you'll never meet. No feed, no counter, no scroll to fall down.

A die-cut character sticker popping up over a QR code, stuck on a rain-wet park bench at night
Found · Somewhere in Texas

The moment · one at a time

Still frame from a short clip: a street musician playing guitar at dusk, filmed from within a small crowd
This is what a scan gives youTap to test a scan · plays a real clip

Scan a code → this screen opens → one clip plays · No next up

When it ends, that's the end. Sit with it, or walk on. This is the antidote to the endless scroll.

No code nearby? Open one real moment at random — it won't count on the map.

The studios

Two rooms below where you can make something out of nothing.

24 looks. Your own words or your own photo. These were all made here, in a few seconds each — scroll down and make one yourself.

The studio pass

$5 / month

100 pictures a month across both studios, the member clip pool, and a page of your own to share what you make. Cancel any time.

See the pass

How the pictures are counted

  • A free handle gets you 3 pictures a month. Joining costs nothing and you stay anonymous — you get a code, never a name.
  • A membership makes that 100 a month, about a nickel a picture.
  • Each picture is generated the moment you ask for it, and that costs real money. That's the only reason the pass exists.
  • No overage charges, no rollover. Your remaining count sits on your handle page and resets each month.

Ink studio

Make a black-and-white ink drawing to go with your code.

Describe something, or hand it a photo. It comes back as a hand-inked engraving — pure black lines on white, the kind of contrast that prints and scans well.

This one is strictly for sticker and QR artwork. Just want to play? The Art studio below does every other style.

Each drawing is made on request and nothing is stored — close the page and it's gone.

your ink drawing appears here

Art studio

Make anything you can picture. No code, no sticker, just fun.

Pick a look — watercolour, neon, claymation, noir — then describe a scene or drop in a photo to restyle. Keep feeding the result back in and see where it goes.

Style

Soft washes, bleeding edges, paper grain.

Shape

Made on request, nothing is stored — close the page and it's gone.

your picture appears here

How you show up

You don't. And neither does anyone else.

Watching and leaving clips need nothing from you at all — no sign-up, no name. And if you do join, you're still nobody: you're handed a code instead of an identity.

Watching

Just watch

Scan, sit, watch one clip, leave. No profile, no thread, no trace of you here at all.

Enter without a name

Leaving

Spread codes

Print stickers and hide a clip of your own in the wild. Nothing links it back to you — the moment travels on its own.

Spread a code

Members

An account with no name in it

You aren't asked who you are. When you join, you're given a code — MOM-7K42 — and that code is your whole identity. No real name, no email on show, no photo of you, no followers. It exists so the studios and the clips you want to spread have somewhere to live: your own page, and a pool of clips other members share, so a code isn't the only way to find a moment.

Spread the codes

Print a sticker. Tuck it somewhere.

Die-cut QR stickers made to look like they belong on a bench, a lamp post, a bakery window. Each one opens a single clip and nothing more.

QR sticker on a rusty lamppost at dusk

Lamplight · 214 found

QR sticker on a bakery window at night

Bakery window · 88 found

QR sticker on a concrete bollard at night

Bike rack · 512 found

Moments found, worldwide

live

Drag to move · pinch, double-tap, or + to zoom

reading the world…

The map

Every scan is a small meeting.

No rankings, no followers. Just a quiet, live tally of how many strangers have paused somewhere in the world and watched the same quiet thing. Only the city is ever recorded — never a name, an account, or an address.

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