Sitting across from my desk talking in a strange language, excitedly waving their hands and pointing at me.
I am not stupid. I am not blind. I could see you pointing at my boobs AND I SAW YOU TAKE OUT YOUR PICTURE PHONE AND TAKE A PICTURE.
I was only pretending to be very, very intensely studying on the computer.
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