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An Ode To My Stalker, while I cannot sleep…


In the absurdity of things, I have found some rather immature stalker tracing my whereabouts, for what purpose I know not, other than for a strange amusement. I am not famous, do not drive a Lexus, nor have a big … Continue reading

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