The identical girls

I walked on to the patio tonight and was immediately struck with the following scene: Two pretty 20somethings sitting in the coffeehouse, both with ponytails, both with laptops, facing the same way, sitting the same way. And I said to myself, “we live pretty near the factory, don’t we?” At one point they started talking to each other and we figured maybe they were comparing cars or boyfriends or generally having a Famille Smith moment. It was really sort of eerie.


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