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The ‘You’ Me

James Burnett by James Burnett I passed myself in the street yesterday, a strange experience to say the least. You were pushing my bike and Timmy was in the basket with his tongue lolling out, as usual. That’s how I knew you were me, otherwise I would have thought you were just anotherwoman dressed too…

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