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The real ends in the endless false endings. You came after you thought about it then left without knowing why. It all started with a demand for evidence. This led to the lemon bowl on the marble counter with the key beneath the potholder littered with months of onion skins and bread bag twist ties. You pocketed the key and found the box in the attic after hours of searching the basement. Spun fiberglass itch on the back of your hand. Feather nose duster. Clues accumulate like plaque in the folds of the brain.