Imagine the world with its prints revealed. One night, an impossible crime is committed and all the law enforcement agencies of the world join forces to dust every possible surface with the pink pigment that causes fingerprints to glow. On a moonlit night, the stones of Mecca would burn as if lit from within, and the prints on the Vietnam Wall would tell stories after dark. The story of your life would be revealed, and mine—the keyboard, the car door, the baseball bat, the baby bottle, the pages of all the books we've touched, the faces of all our lovers. The children of kindness would be luminous wth prints, the children of loneliness obvious. Perhaps then the mystery would be solved, the colossal crime revealed.