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Recipe for myocardial infarction


You’re sitting in a darkened room with your laptop when you glance up and, for a brief, horrifying moment, your brain is unable to identify and process this:


Don't mind me! Just watching your every move!

Which, in the end, turns out to be your own face, illuminated by the glow from your laptop screen and reflected in the mirrored back of your mom’s miniature curio cabinet. DUH.

Pleasant dreams.