By some marvelous quirk of the wheels that spin the world, where there would usually have been one baby, there ended up being two identical beings. For whatever reasons (including the ones I’m conscious of which are being born much smaller and second), I’ve always tended to see myself as the copy of the original; I mean, first there was just one,
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