Stalking

Would look at it.

And it looks right at that.

Stop staring.

Don't stare at others.

Tom watched in horror.

They eye of a dollar bill?

It isn't polite to stare at people.

It's impolite to stare at people.

The Prevention of Stalking Law, 5762 2001 ( Prevention of Stalking Law ), mentioned in our previous report, was enacted in October 2001.

Targeting the Targeters

It is rude to stare at someone.

She eyed the stranger suspiciously.

KT No, no, I'm just still looking at the road.

So you can stop staring at me.

It is rude to stare at strangers.

I can't study with you watching me.

However, Bangladeshi authorities are still interested in her.

He's focused on this hyena, and he is going to get it.

Jessie stared at Jordan in dead silence.

She'll cry even when no one is looking.

Stare at the glass, ignore everybody right here.

He's always looking at you. He must love you.

And he sees the maggots, and the maggots are kind of looking a little cute.

I go, I'm sorry. Then why were you staring at me?

Right away, I hope that all of your eyes glaze over.

And I kept on staring at it until it disappeared.

So, that pathologist is just like looking at this plastic bottle.

Eyeburn this is what happens to the people in Miami who are looking up.

And the number one presentation tip never, ever look at the screen.

And, again, civil societies breathing down the neck of the establishment.

Tom looked at the tall man suspiciously.

The student became very nervous with the teacher watching him.

Everybody looks at this prime minister of that country, and he says, Yes.

The manager shouted out to his players to mark the opposition.

So, ultimately, everybody's looking at you, 200 people at seven in the morning who got there at quarter to seven, and you arrived at seven, and everybody's saying, Hey. What's the first thing? What's going to happen?

Everyone was taking pictures What is this girl running on?

The baby caught sight of my ballpoint pen and reached out for it.

My cat peers bemusedly at her reflection in the water.

We can't just focus on identifying the best we've got to move the rest.

And I want you to stare at that dot. Don't look anywhere else.

Because he was standing there in like a cheap suit, thin mustache, staring at me.

I remember so many huge, hollowed out, haunted eyes staring up at me as I performed this ritual.

I'd looked at his eyes, and I saw his eyes looked at this bottle top.

That's an engineer gazing at tube number 36, trying to figure out why the memory's not in focus.