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Tale of the Anonymous Blogger

Cruising a potholed filled street. 
Wisps of rancid sewer vapor seeping upward. 
My destination in front of me.
Suddenly I catch the silhouette of a man. 
In an alley to my right. Camera in hand.
It’s dark. I think strange. At this hour.
I park. I approach him. I look closely. 
Not a man. In fact quite unlike a man.
Unrecognizable to my eyes. Yet oddly familiar. 
Curiosity slowly impelling me closer. 
Suddenly headlights illuminate the alley. 
Hooded. Large white glowing eyes. 
Unsightly facial features. 
An amazing nocturnal creature. 
I approach. Unsteady. Sizing it up. 
It sizing me up. I sense an innate familiarity.  
Big Asshole is that you, I inquire
It nodded knowingly. Sensing my desperate curiosity.
Camera in hand. I aim.
He quickly recedes into the night.