It happens more often than you'd like to, especially in places where people have been moulded into a mask of phoneyness that becomes their very face.Where you'd hope to see candour, feelings, flesh & blood, you quickly realise you're just seeing dried-out, amorphous things through a carefully crafted veil of ice. Translucent, but beyond reach.
What they don't realise is that some keen observers can actually see through the 'mystery' pose - and the sight is seldom pretty.
Nothing, nothing is more disappointing than banality and narrow-mindedness disguised as aloofness.
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