Yes, I run a printing store, and yes, I also run a forgery business out of said store.
All the time, someone comes in and asks for something unusual. False IDs for kids wanting to get into titty bars, the occasional passport for someone wanting to smuggle prescription drugs over the border.
But the weird stuff, that's a double edged sword. Someone needs a prison guard reassignment form, they're in the middle of something complicated and messy. And thus, they're the ones most likely to get you into trouble.
But they're also the most fun.
I've learned to hate fun.
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