Day 21: Anatomy
The sign said, "No Photography Allowed".
I forced M to be on the look out while I grabbed my phone and tried to find the camera button on it. We were at the Body Worlds exhibition in Helsinki, surrounded by dead bodies, stripped of their skin and immortalized in plastic. It was dark and people were slowly walking around, talking in hushed tones.
Over by the huge display case filled with hearts in various stages of decay, I saw a member of the staff. M was doing his best impression of a shady crook, glancing over his shoulder suspiciously. I finally got the camera working and pretended to be reading a text while surreptitiously sneaking a photo. The woman from staff turned and M grabbed my arm, pulled me away, and said, "Quick, let's get out of here!", in a stage whisper loud enough to wake the dead guy I'd just taken a photo of.