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Night Spiders


Every night the streets crawl with enormous spiders. I sit by my apartment window and watch them. Across the way, an old man also sits at his window. Through the night we look into each other’s eyes, and share our trapped existence. Sharing our suffering makes it bearable. One night his light switches on. I can now see that he’s been watching television all this time.

He was never looking into my eyes at all.

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