Why a birthday needs this more than a wedding does
A wedding has a photographer. A fortieth in a rented hall, a child's party in the garden, an eightieth with four generations in one room has forty phones and nobody whose job it is. The photos exist; they are scattered across camera rolls and two group chats, compressed to whatever the chat app decided. Melora collects them while they are still on the phone that took them, at full resolution.