"I know, it's awful," Eames says, given that he would never forge something like this in the dream. "I'd be recognized, or my family would be recognized. It's unprofessional," he says, running his fingers over his hair and idly checking his makeup in the reflection at the bar. "Lucky for me, this isn't too much of an adjustment. I did have to buy new clothes. So much easier when I can forge whatever I like."
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