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I have a doppelgänger here in Portland. She eats well and must be a good tipper because wherever I go, restaurant owners greet me warmly and act like we’re old friends. It just happened again with someone who does it so often, we’ve become friendly anyway. But each time, I dread that moment when they realize I’m not who they think I am. And I wish I could meet who it really is.

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