Background Talent

“Hey, Mike, isn’t that you?” Rachel was squinting at the paper – the paps had caught the latest starlet but also, in the background was…me.

Looks like me. Don’t remember being there, though.”
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“Yo Mike!” My coworkers huddled round the screen – a picture of the Taj and waddyaknow .... I HAD been there, no memory of the snap.
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Browsing blogs – I spot a photo of a street corner – there - me again. Behind an arrest, my curly hair. Picture after picture, from a blur to crystal clarity, me.

This is me - a digital extra. Do I exist IRL?