The simple things

I had a most interesting conversation with my best friend’s father yesterday which got me thinking about trust [issues] and life in general and the different people we meet every day… And it reminded me of a novel I saw in a book store once about a place where people turned a certain colour depending on their latest indiscretion. What if you could tell (with all certainty) who a person was within 5 or so minutes of meeting them? What if we all wore our stories on our foreheads?

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