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neo was a worry that day too
every once in a while i wonder if someone i know will just wander onto my site. this feeling has been awakened again with my having posted the (relatively obscured)picture of the neo. the neo would recognize himself, i think, but would mel recognize him, for example? is it a dangerous thing to do? (certainly, it's probably not terribly moral not to get his permission to post his photo, but then, morality never did either of any good when it came to our relationship. and that should definitely be in quotes, as we barely had one that existed outside my head.) that's my face, by the way, also obscured. that was the day we made the mask.
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