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I see you can feel eyes on you, the roll in your shoulders, you skim the room, a slight pause when you look me in the eyes. Your body shifts, turns, you hook your thumb in your pocket, let it drop, tap your fingers against your thigh, conversation forgotten, your face distant and intense. Walking towards the exit it's now me who feels eyes burning into my back. Question is, will you follow me?