Yet not everyone starts from the same place. Access to running water, safe work, gentle soaps, even a few spare minutes alone—these are privileges, not guarantees. To look at someone’s hands and decide who they are is to ignore everything you can’t see: the bills, the bodies they care for, the battles they don’t talk about. Nails can hint at a story, but they never tell the whole one—and they never justify forgetting someone’s dignity.