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“Did you know that wasn’t me, the other Max?” I asked. “Yeah.” “When?” “Right away.” “How?” I persisted. “We look identical. She even had identical scars and scratches. She was wearing my clothes. How could you tell us apart?” He turned to me and grinned, making my world brighter. “She offered to cook breakfast.”
“Did you know that wasn’t me, the other Max?” I asked.<br />“Yeah.”<br />
“When?”<br />
“Right away.”<br />
“How?” I persisted. “We look identical. She even had identical scars and scratches. She was wearing my clothes. How could you tell us apart?”<br />
He turned to me and grinned, making my world brighter. “She offered to cook breakfast.”
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