The Video
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Last published Sat, May 5, 2018
In a time where every moment of one's life is electronically captured and stored, the ability to use these moments has always been a seen as a good thing; for reflection, remembering and sharing. But as our lives start to revolve more and more around these moments that can be deleted and edited, how can one be fairly judged if their memories are rehearsed scenes and lies? Who has the true video? Does it exist?
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