Dear diary
Turns out I have a double. Yeah, it's kinda weird. Her name is Florence and she lives a few blocks away from me. I invited her over for a cup of coffee. She didn't say much. And when she did, it was all very morose and bleak. I think she might have been a goth in the past or something.
She enjoyed my crackers. I let her take some home.
I have no idea if we made friends.
Claire
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