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#851: A Life Less Ordinary

When I was younger, I used to have this deep-seated fear that I was being followed. I could always feel someone lurking, someone watching me through the shadows, someone slipping cartoon-like around the corner just as I was turning around. I didn’t think I was being followed ┬áby monsters or clowns or Furbies or whatever scares kids these days. It was infinitely more terrifying. I was sure I was being …