My partner and I investigated a series of bizarre suicides, and the deceased all wore smiles that were perfect replicas of commercial advertisements.
>Surveillance shows that they all stopped in front of a new piece of street graffiti before their deaths.
>A yellowed photo in the archives reveals the truth: the same graffiti, the same smile, spanning an entire century.
>My partner suddenly froze, with that standard smile on his face: "Look, it's moving."
>I followed his gaze to the photo - graffiti's eyes were staring at me outside the camera.
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Intention: There is true love in the world