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Nah, 's not you, it's me.
Happens in shops too. I join queues and then I'm all alone at the counter. I'm sure it has great Jungian significance. Or not.
But rest assured, if it is you, you're not alone <singing a verse from Bowie's Rock and Roll Suicide , in his head>. & it's best to take no notice. |
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