I'm happy to hear that a human came through. Essential workers still!

And yes, why do stories about "duplicate" love interests so often have that eerie, doomed edge, like Bluebeard? Or there's this French libretto/German opera called Die Tote Stadt, where one bleach-blonde woman is chosen for her resemblance to the original, natural blonde woman and everyone goes mad. I think it was set in Bruges, which looks kind of claustrophobic to begin with.

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