I will find myself staring at the bodies moving across the floor, and I will think of them as "them." They are having a party. I am not. I am instead considering the patterns the various strobe lights make and trying to calculate the frequency with which they repeat. Or I might try to see the people moving as successive still frames. Perhaps I am considering my homework or how lonely I feel.
In fact, I am writing this at a party instead of dancing. Maybe I shouldn't have brought my computer....
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