

Nobody doubts you. Nobody asks. The feed just keeps moving, and the nights without evidence quietly stop counting. This is where they're counted.
You file a Request: a place, and the moment you want. Someone is already there. They take it. It comes back sealed — real, and yours.
No one goes anywhere on your behalf. Someone was already going.
You post the Request from your couch. Someone already at the table captures the exact moment you asked for: the light through the windows, right as the plates land. Nobody was stopping you. It arrives under the Seal.
A Souvenir doesn't announce itself. It just sits there, between a birthday and a Tuesday, holding its place.
There's no field for that.
The final. The sold-out show. The front row you couldn't buy. Processed like everything else: a Request, Someone, a sealed delivery.
Every Souvenir is captured by Someone — a person already in the room, already at the table, already going. If that's usually you, this window has a side for you too. Leave your email; we'll ask which side you're on when we write.