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I pulled up in front of my apartment building and hopped off of my bike. There was a man standing in front of the door. I couldn't quite put my finger on it, but there was a weird vibe between us. I didn't want to let him into the building if he didn't live there, but I had to get in myself. So I stalled, taking off my helmet and gloves. I was about to find my keys when he shrugged, took his keys out of his pocket and opened the door. He let me in behind him.