Spies Among Us

There are spies everywhere.  They spy on us in the streets and in our own homes.  Ears listen at each corner, in shops and through wires in our walls.  But, I spy on them as well…  I sit each day at our cushy conference table at Stasi headquarters, bantering with my “comrades” as we plot atrocities against the disloyal people of our city.  Pertinent information is gathered and stored in my “superior memory.”  Each week, on alternating days, I check an inactive mailbox to learn the time and place of the next rendezvous with my true associates.  This week I am especially anxious for our meeting, as I have urgent news to share. It is just after dusk on a Tuesday.  I loiter at the edge of the alleyway until I see the mysterious figure drop a note in the mailbox.  I wait until he (or she) fades into the distance before I casually stroll down the alley, scanning all directions.  I slip the note out of the mailbox and read the message inside: “WE’VE GOT YOU!”

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Reena’s Xploration Challenge #347

Pull up a Seat Photo Challenge – week 37 by xingfumama.