I was furniture.

And furniture, they knew, does not audit you.

This is the fatal blindness of people who divide the world into those who matter and those who do not: the ones they have filed under does not matter become invisible to them, and invisibility is the perfect cover from which to observe.

For three years I sat inside their crimes, seeing everything, precisely because they had decided I was not the kind of person who sees.

They discussed things in front of me they would have locked away from anyone they respected.