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Being Followed
My girlfriend called me last night and said quietly, "There's a man following me."
"How do you know he's following you?" I asked.
She said, "He was walking behind me in the shopping centre for about twenty minutes,
which I thought was strange. Then, as I sat down, he sat on the seat beside me. He's still sitting here now!"
"I'm sure it's just a coincidence," I said. "If it carries on then go to the car park, get into your car and drive away."
She said, "I'm in the f*cking car."
