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The Man Who Entered Our Bedroom at 1:13 Every Night

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face of somebody caught doing something shameful, except shame wasn’t the right word. More like a person standing in the open without skin.

“What the hell is this?”

It came out louder than I meant.

The man lifted both hands, palms out, one gloved, one not. He must’ve pulled the other glove off in the surprise. “Sir, I need you to stay calm.”

“Get away continue reading …

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