Sunday, May 17, 2009

In Duplicate

It's always confusing that when you see somebody around town for years, and then one day you see that person in duplicate, and the duplicates are sitting across the table from each other, chatting with sibling familiarity, and the brain goes: Huh? Pause. Oh. Pause. Right? Pause. Oh.

It's happened before.

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