I actually harness the quality of what so many vigilant folk yearn for. This odd and quite possibly visually [don't get ahead of yourself, Sanchez] frightening, if noticeable, quality that is seemingly useful and necessary to raise alertness in such moments as rape, surprise attacks, horror film-type situations, or even, checking out "hot" babes, or staring directly at the person inline behind you at the bank. Yes, folks...
I have eyes on the back of my head.
Except all it sees is hair. So... there's that.
[note to self: starting to understand why my parents deem me useless]
End of Side B
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