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I watch her. He watches her and I watch them.

Me, I watch because I'm a people watcher.

Them, well...

I've been watching them for a long time.

I enjoy watching her, but I enjoy more, watching him watch her.

There's just something about her.

It's something I can only describe as a siren's call.

She drew him in,

Lured him like those women in the ancient legends I know so well.

We all love her.

To me she's a sister

For him, well It's a love more deep.

For her as well

Do siren calls work both ways?











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