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Elias’s background was once destined for treasures and taxonomies, but now it’s left to its fate: time ruins everything that tries to keep things safe. As we listen to him using the debt of duty as an excuse for his presence, we also obey a disembodied master’s voice. Elias raises his gaze, calling for help. Maybe there’s an image of Christ above the desk of this admin cop guy, as in any public service in this area of the world. The camera lowers to witness a left hand performing a signature, but the drawers left open in the back suggest that some conventions are meant to stay open.