When Arun finally stumbled upon a live mirror of the Ogomovies name, it was not the tidy archive he’d dreamed of but a crowded marketplace of mirrors—each scrape and copy claiming authenticity. He learned to read the cues: respectful scans of DVD menus, creditless uploads of rare television cuts, and, heartbreakingly, cam recordings from theater seats that captured a neighbor’s cough more prominently than the dialogue. Some uploads were clearly made with love; others were purposeless noise. The “official” tag, he realized, was less a guarantee than a wish.