You learn to define weirdness in strange places. When you realise there is a private face to a public social outfit you get beguiled into thinking as singular. A revelation at bizarre moments when when you happen to notice a pair of eyes murderously sick watching you. When you find your articles broken or missing or burnt or cut. When you come across ploys to make incidents appear accidents.
When something is broken burnt cut or lost, gut instinct lets you know next it is you.
Weird-ness, nah you don't need to search a lexicon to define it! You find it in that adjaacent being who smoothens murderous look in public and reveals its wrinkled wretched self in private.
It needs more strength than courage to exist beside one whom you know would love to lose you to the worst possible end.
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