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My son, when younger, had a doppleganger in the area (different town/school) and they were both involved in the same extra-curricular activities. It was weird.
Once in college, I was walking across campus and this gorgeous red-head walked up to me, slapped me, and started giving me the business about the wonderful night we had and how I totally ditched her afterward. She didn't believe me when I tried to explain that she had the wrong guy and stormed off in a huff. I occasionally replay that one in my head about how I could have better turned that conversation to my advantage...
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