A candid narrative showing the visual relationship between honesty, lies, and fabrication. The most prominent lies (or truths?) are hand-written in contrast to the carefully set narrative copy I wrote regarding the lies I told as a child. Both highlighted and redacted words or phrases throughout the narrative are themselves a physical fabrication, and incorrect page numbers escalate to ridiculous heights (much like how a child's story gets exponentially crazier every sentence).
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