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There is a longing, a deep-seated human instinct that pushes us in to meet strange people. Strangely, technology has turned me into a peeper, legally voyeuristic with strangers I have never visited. I have the delusion of a connection because of some social media intrusion; Which means I don’t have to have a friend introduce me to them. I can just chat them up or watch them from a cyber distance with a binary connection of ones and zeros. So, this human need to interact and meet strangers who are similar and unique is satisfied without any risk of rejection. But this is an illusion, despite my intrusion I do not know them, and as this tacky techiness evolves we will stay secluded in our sic soft shadows without actually connecting… to….to… User----Offline.
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Nov 2, 2018
Nov 2, 2018 at 10:59 AM UTC
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There is a longing, a deep-seated human instinct that pushes us in to meet strange people. Strangely, technology has turned me into a peeper, legally voyeuristic with strangers I have never visited. I have the delusion of a connection because of some social media intrusion; Which means I don’t have to have a friend introduce me to them. I can just chat them up or watch them from a cyber distance with a binary connection of ones and zeros. So, this human need to interact and meet strangers who are similar and unique is satisfied without any risk of rejection. But this is an illusion, despite my intrusion I do not know them, and as this tacky techiness evolves we will stay secluded in our sic soft shadows without actually connecting… to….to… User----Offline.
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Nov 2, 2018
Nov 2, 2018 at 10:59 AM UTC
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