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Mrs. Gable nodded, but her eyes were cold. “It’s not just you, dear. It’s everyone. The Hendersons have one pointing at our driveway. The young couple in the blue house have one that catches our front window. It feels like… like living in a fishbowl. But we didn’t agree to it.”

“What did she say?”

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