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Girl 1: If someone was living in your house… watching you… eating your food… and you had no idea—how long do you think it would take you to notice? Girl 2: I—what? Why are you asking me that? Girl 1: Because it happened to my mom’s friend. Girl 2: …no. Girl 1: She lived alone. Then little things started—food disappearing, wet towels she didn’t use, dishes in the sink she swore weren’t hers. Girl 2: I’d think I was losing my mind. Girl 1: She did. For months. Girl 2: Months?! Girl 1: Unti