I raise my hand.
"So, at what point does it stop being grave robbing and start being archaeology?" I ask my professor.
"Good question" he answered, the proceeded to give a long-winded explanation about why time doesn't factor into it and it's all about purpose and blahdy blahdy blahhhhhhhhhhhh.
I didn't really care about secondary factors and sources, I wanted a straight answer. I didn't have the heart to tell him.
To this day I am still surprised about his lack of confusion when I asked, or the fact that there was not a drop of hesitation before his answer.
To be honest I thought I'd gotten away with my questioning and exploration of the subject matter. Not a single strange look was thrown in my direction. I suppose they were all used to it.
I thought I was safe.
Until the FBI knocked on my door...
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