The two men stood in the crisp, evening mountain air. The woodland that surrounded them on all sides was dense and deep. β€œSo…” the first man turned to the other, straightening up his stab-proof vest. β€œWhere do we go from here?” The other police officer clicked his radio off, and turned to his counterpart. β€œI …

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Why Do People Keep Staring at My Face?

“What the hell is her problem?” I thought to myself as I sat in my cubicle. Angela, one of my co-workers, was staring at me. More accurately, she was gawping at me. At my face. I wanted to scream at her, flip my desk over and demand what the fuck her problem was, but I …

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