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Confessions: Voyeur

I want someone who, early in the morning, secretly watches me from the warmth of the bed in our tiny one-bedroom apartment. He sees me at the stove: my right foot propped against my left ankle while I stir honey into my still steaming cup of tea. He'd watch as a small stream of hot water trickles off the mug's handle - a telltale sign of vigorous stirring - and lands on my wool sock, which absorbs instantly into the fabric. He wonders what I'm staring at

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