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2002-02-18......2:15 p.m.......
on being followed

so i am talking to my friend. she has a private investagator parked outside her house, some unwellwishers sent him to dig her dirt. if she gets in the car, he will put his black sedan into gear and follow her (in circles if she can plan it right). i almost wish it were me, it would be so criminally glam, if it werent for the fact that i havent really done anything to deserve it (or perhaps that would be even better- innocent, fragile, and hunted). driving alone, look into the rearview mirror into the mirrored glasses of this shadow. see the rattail wire hanging from his earpiece, stiff-lipped and ready to manuever. look ahead, traffic begins to slow for a stop light, look back, look ahead, step on gas, shoot out past the right in the turn lane. squeal left. look back and laugh right out in the open as his face, finally assuming its proper place in the rearview, begins to calm and shoo the redness out, replacing it with the "i am just a guy driving on the same route" look. sip of slurpee and on the way again.

and dont even get me started on the phone conversations later, tapped of course.

~~kristin.michelle.dennis

...and all sing in harmony, i am ok...

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