I've seen a shifty character around and I think he's up to no good . . .
His eyes have that deadened look, yet you somehow know there's more going on inside. Like he's tired of people walking all over him and at any minute he's going to snap.
I see him several times a week, if not nearly every day. The crazy thing is, we've never said a word to each other . . .
Today I spotted proof of a secret plan.
I might consider carrying a trash can lid with me as I pass by his domain . . . or just run. At least until the snow melts . . .
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