A person pretends to be another person, who pretends to be a third person, who pretends in turn to be a fourth person who is similar but not the same as the first person, similar in race, that is, and in gender, but are those in fact lines of similarity, says the second person, and the third person answers in the negative, and the second person lifts a finger to retake the floor and wonders aloud well what if they are lines of similarity, and the third person begins to mock the notion, asking in lampoon what about wearing the same color shirt or fantasizing about the same lord god or for that matter what about being born in a state with the same first letter is that a common trait is it is it huh, and the heat between the second and third persons increases, red faces pressed to redder ones until they fuse in embrace, at which point the first person and the fourth person, left to their own devices, shrug and also embrace, and thusly from four strangers, each imposter or victim of same, emerge now two couples, with sparks of love arcing off of fingertips. Clothes fall to the floor.
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