I had a stalker who would 'check up" on me via mutual friends, and he would magically appear at certain places that I happened to be, knowing that that is where I go. Before the internet, if you weren't listed in the phone book, they would do what I just mentioned and basically follow you around, lurking.
Well in the 12th century the stalker would go to the market and shout out - Marco then if their ex was there they would shout out Polo and the stalker would know they were there. Cheers!
I suppose they did it the old fashioned way. Tailing them with the headlights off. Trenchcoats, ski masks, that type of apparel. Binoculars along with bugging their phones.
Nobody’s got time for that :/ guess just should have eaten mates when done with them back in olden days, like that spider does. Then don’t have to worry about it.
You lazy youngsters with your cider-stalking or whatever the daym thing is, back in my day stalking meant going out side an' gettin' some daym exercise!