The Locket
It wasn't a crime to own personal effects, I reassured myself. It wasn't! Strongly discouraged, was more like it. At any rate, it never felt precisely legal. When we had moved away from individual style to uniforms, it seemed superfluous to own things. The goal was to supply common ground - and we had it now, in bucketloads. It didn't much matter what size or height you were when you were dressed in the same neutral-toned charcoal grey outfit, impossibly managing to be equally flattering and unflattering on everyone, male, female, or otherwise.
