This morning I followed a man in a tweed hat from the train station to Bush campus. I choose him because I liked his clothes, and because he didn't seem to notice me.
As I was following him I felt paranoid, less of the fact that he might know I was following him and more of the fact that I thought other people were watching him follow me. jeepers creepers.
I made a mymap of our route.
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