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 hand-printed QR code sticker on a weathered park bench at night
Found · 14th & Vine

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 youOne short clip. Left by a stranger. Then nothing.

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.

How you show up

You don't. And neither does anyone else.

There are no accounts here. No sign-up, no profile, no name attached to anything — whether you're watching a moment or leaving one behind.

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

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

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.

Clips found
Cities
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