A neighbor with voyeuristic tendencies, especially during shelter in place times.
The Mcl-oyeur down the street asked me "what kind of shorts are those your'e wearing" after my early morning run.

I have a sort of creepy Mcl-oyeur who lives on my street who keeps texting me, wanting to know "why I'm not more sweaty" after my morning runs. Yuck!
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