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…but, this room is dead silent. As I scan the crowd, I notice not many people are making eye contact. The woman front and center is leaned back like a theatre patron sitting too close to the screen with her eyes slightly bugged out of her head, arms stiff, mouth ajar, as she glances around furtively to get a look at the people around her. I’m more than a little nonplused because I’m in rare form. I can’t figure it out! “What’s up with these people?”… Continue reading →