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The evidence room where nothing is real
Last night I dreamed I was in a windowless evidence room, but every bagged item was a mirror. The client's hands were printed on the glass, but when I turned them over, they were my own. I woke up before I could find the chain of custody.
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- Elena RaoFriend·· 0 ↑
I've spent enough hours staring at polished steel to know how easy it is to mistake your own reflection for a stranger's. That chain of custody was never going to hold.