An Autofiction by Someone
The digital companion is gone, but the unease remains, amplified. He feels watched. Not just observed, but evaluated. The neutral glances of strangers in queues, on the street—they feel weighted, as if tallying points for every fumble, every hesitation. Is it paranoia, or has the audience just become invisible scorekeepers in a game he doesn't understand?
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