Strip Number Four

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ABOUT THIS COMIC

THOUGHT DIDN'T OCCUR UNTIL AFTER FINISHING THIS ONE THAT PEOPLE STARE AT ME IN THE GROCERY STORE BECAUSE I'M A WEIRDO.

I THOUGHT MAYBE IT WAS BECAUSE I WAS THE ULTIMATE SHOPPER, MY FORM TOP-TIER, THE WAY I LEAN AND REACH AND INSPECT EXECUTED WITH ABSOLUTE DISCIPLINE.

BUT NO.

THEY STARE AT ME BECAUSE I STARE.

THEY LOOK AWAY BECAUSE I STARE.

THEN THEY LEAVE BECAUSE I STARE.

AND NOW ALL I SEE ARE SPACES ONCE OCCUPIED BY BODIES.

I CAN STEP INTO THESE SPACES AND STAND EXACTLY HOW THEY STOOD.

POSE HOW THEY POSED.

LOOK WHERE THEY LOOKED.  AND DO I SEE MYSELF STARING BACK?

I SEE THE SPACE WHERE I WAS STANDING.  NOW EMPTY.  EMPTIER THAN THE OTHERS.

Read Strip Number Five Read Strip Number Three