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“He’s. . . I don’t even know what to say. There are so many questions I have. So many. All the many. The biggest ones being why does he look like my brother if my brother was A. alive, B. going through a goth phase, and C. on some cornucopia of drugs, and how did he know who I was? I mean. . if he kno—knew—no, wait, I was right the first time. If he knows my brother somehow, some version of him, then I guess he could discern who I was. Gah, I’m confused now.”














