Under neon rain, “pron vidoe” follows a woman stripping out of a soaked dress in her high-rise window. City lights reflect off wet skin as “pron vidoe” watches her press palms to glass, ass arched toward the camera. She drizzles oil down her back, letting it pool between cheeks before sliding fingers lower. “pron vidoe” zooms on her reflection—eyes half-lidded, mouth open—as she rides her own hand against the skyline. The storm outside mirrors the one building inside; “pron vidoe” catches her knees buckling when she comes, city oblivious to the show only “pron vidoe” owns.