Watch: true stories about how people get found, fooled and caught
Short documentaries from AI Told You, the video channel behind Lullar: real stories about digital footprints, cons, scams and the hidden mechanics of everyday things.
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Do you call back, or look it up first?
Would you look up your own email, or would you rather not know what comes back?
What people forget, the internet keeps.
Would you want to know, or would you rather not?
A username is not a nickname. It is the one key you reuse everywhere.
Nothing you post at thirteen dies. It waits, under the name you chose.
A short film about the one email address nobody ever changes, and what it can be traced back to.
Short — finding every social account tied to one email
Short — what a single email address can be traced back to
A short film about the one name people never abandon — and how it becomes a trail back to them.
A five-minute film about the check in this guide: how a stranger spends weeks reading you before the first message ever arrives, and the one-minute way to see whether the person writing to you has a past.
A five-minute film about the trail in this guide — how one public detail hands over the next, and why the same chain that exposes you is the one that brings people home.
A five-minute film about the search in this guide: who is usually behind a one-ring call, and how a number can be read back through the trail it leaves — in about a minute, without answering.
The username you invented at fourteen is a fingerprint, and it is still open on sites you have forgotten.
People tell real faces from generated ones 48.2% of the time — worse than guessing. The name is the checkable part.
One person, three correct spellings: a name crossing alphabets has no single right answer, so the search fails on the spelling.
Millions of people do not have two names. When a name search comes back empty it is often the search box that is wrong.
A five-minute film about the search in this guide: a man who was taken from his village at four, drew it from memory every day for nine years, and found his mother thirty-three years later.