The wierdest thing that happened to me, this trip, was that the US passport control officer kept me at his desk for over 10 minutes by pretending he couldn't tell that it was me in the picture and asking me to let my hair down and take off my glasses and lean in closer and ask me if that's an olive skin tone, cuz I look sort of Italian, but not really and please smile... I was bewildered. The AI had already registered that my face matched. It took me until today to realize that he was flirting with me. I guess he was bored. 🙄