Familiar face, unfamiliar place; something similar, can’t quite put my finger on it. Pupil dilation, licking of the lips: oh, would you like a glass of water? Ease and comfort, a peculiar feeling. It’s probably nothing, statistically speaking; the rational mind agrees. And yet, the feeling body, the intuitive sense, it does detect: but what? Could be just a shadow, or even an illusion. Maybe it’s a figment, or even a misrepresentation, a misperception. Hold your horses, attaboy.
attaboy.
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