I bought my house in 2001 and hadn’t looked into the attic since then. But this year, to check the insulation, I grabbed a ladder and took a peek. My attic is one of those that is accessible only through a hatch in the ceiling, and you really can’t use it to hang out in or store stuff. But there, sitting atop the fiber insulation, I found a plastic bag that contained the ancient computer-generated picture you’re looking at, and several others like it. I have no idea who these people are or why their pictures were stashed in the attic, away from prying eyes. A secret lover? A painful memory? I may never know.