Down and to the left

I sensed I was being watched as I walked through some streets in Los Angeles. It wasn’t a feeling that arises by something physically threatening. It was metaphysical, consuming. All it took was looking down and to the left. There they were.

Tuve la sensación de ser vigilada el otro día cuando caminaba por unas calles en Los Ángeles. No fue fue un sentimiento que se produce por algo físicamente amenazante.  Fue un sentimiento totalmente metafísico, intangible. Miré para abajo y hacia la izquierda. Allí estaban.

Floored by face

 

Look at me now

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