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The world is being odd this morning. A perfectly normal looking woman, suit, briefcase, sitting across from me on the train, leaned over and said "I feel strange. Do you feel strange? This isn't my stop, but I'm going to get off here anyway" and did so.
It's raining outside, and it looks all wrong, somehow.
It's raining outside, and it looks all wrong, somehow.
