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interesting people on the bus. He said no but
eventually it got down to talking about you. He thinks I stalk you, in a way
at least. He thinks you’re “alright”. He saw some of the CDs you have I knew
about you liking “Jack off Jill” then he mentioned another bad which I’ve
forgotten, it sounded so unremarkable when he said it. My brother thinks you
would be boring to stalk because you have short legs but you don’t seem that
short from the other side of the road. I suppose when it comes to you, I’ll
always been on the other side of the road. Just that little bit too far away.
I want to send you a letter that explains all this but how? Isn’t it a little
scary? Won’t I just seem like a stalker? If I gave you my address what would
you do? Or… if I talked to you? If… Maybe, if I gave you my phone number? I
guess I am just a scary stalker and I’m too afraid to cross the road and talk
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