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Linda left work as usual and walked to the nearest subway station. She passed a magazine stand, and a fashion magazine caught her eye. On a whim, she bought the magazine and headed for the subway.

On the subway, instead of listening to the podcasts she normally listened to, she listened to her workout music mix as she slowly leafed through the magazine. As she looked at the models in the magazine and listened to the peppy music, she twirled a strand of hair around a finger. She thought it may be time to change her look, nothing too radical, maybe some highlights or dying her hair a lighter shade.

Once she got home, she heated up a microwavable meal and changed into sweats. She sat on her couch and turned on her TV. She flipped through the channels and decided to watch Dancing with the Stars. She had heard some girls in the office talk about it, and though she normally hated these types of shows, she decided to watch.

Linda paid half-hearted attention to the TV as she leafed through her new magazine yet again. She re-read the articles on the latest fashion trends and celebrity lifestyles as she would glance up at the TV. She found herself having to re-read sentences as the TV was distracting.

Later that night as Linda slept, the conspiracists were ready to add to Linda's changes. In addition to the **** that helped keep her mentally distracted and more scatter-brained, they were going to slowly introduce an aphrodisiac/female Viagra into her daily office beverages.