Laying in the bare bones of Episode 1 of The Brown Street.

I know I'm supposed to discuss the details of the film making process. But that will have to wait for a moment. Today, I was looking up how to become a private investigator. I did this after discovering that the photos taken on iphones have all sorts of information on them: where they were taken, when, etc. All that information going up to some satellite or something and beaming back. Following our whereabouts. A mall in Santa Barbara. A park in the San Fernando Valley. Pins on a map. Events. The game has changed. I just didn't know.