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You’re Stalking Me

The cat from your Facebook pictures jumps onto your keyboard between me and your private LiveJournal entries to bathe in borrowed attention. You’re just like that cat… does that mean you know who I am? How else could I keep seeing you in town, or at the grocer’s? As characters in library books and dreams?

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