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It was a photograph taken from the passenger seat of a car moving at high speed. The foreground was a blur of a grey guardrail and motion-streaked wildflowers. But beyond the blur, perfectly framed by the window, was an ancient, crumbling stone watchtower sitting alone on a bald, green hill. The sky above it was the bruised purple of an oncoming summer thunderstorm, pierced by a single, sharp shaft of golden late-afternoon sun.

Elias closed the file and looked out his own window at the dark city skyline. He wondered who had been driving, who had been shooting the photo, and why the memory of that beautiful, stormy afternoon was something they ultimately decided they had to destroy. If you'd like to take this story further, let me know: 9AF3B32C-76D4-4601-A761-1ED072647942.jpeg

Should we focus on and why they were hiding? It was a photograph taken from the passenger

He pulled up the metadata. There was no GPS location tagged, no camera model listed. The timestamp simply read: September 14, 2018, 05:42 PM. The sky above it was the bruised purple

He looked back at the file name. He realized it wasn’t a random string generated by a computer. It was a GUID—a Globally Unique Identifier. In systems architecture, they are used to ensure that a file can be identified across the universe of data without any chance of duplication.

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