Friday, November 25, 2005
A few months ago, I went out clubbing with my friends. We had a good time, had a few laughs. All was well. Then afterwards, we were standing outside the place chatting and saying goodbye. There was a strange man who kept looking at us, staring openly. I just thought he'd had a few too many, but when the time came to leave, he was still there. Still staring. At first I had planned to walk back to the place I was staying since it was only five minutes away. But after seeing that the man wasn't leaving and I didn't want to be followed home, my friends persuaded me to get a lift with them. And I did, gladly, under the circumstances. End of story.
I saw him again at work today.
 -our
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