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The blanket wrapped tightly about her otherwise naked body, she kneels before the fireplace. As she basks in the warmth of the fire, she watches the wild dances of the many flames, drawn in by their hypnotic movements. Focusing her attention on the yellow-orange light, she falls inside herself, deep into her mind, thinking back upon the evening, an evening her overprotective father would absolutely abhor.

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When she crossed over I-80, Nancy snuggled her lean frame into the soft leather that was wrapped around the driver's seat and kicked off her heels. The countryside and farms blurred beside her and she day-dreamed as the car continued its course, almost on autopilot, down I-57 towards Champaign, Illinois. She enjoyed these drives. They represented the only time during the week when she could shut down, block out the irritations of her life.

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I can never remember being alone. Even when by myself, there was this feeling that I was there beside myself. Such is the feeling some identical twins have. My name is Alan, a few minutes older than my brother Brad. We have shared everything in our 20 years. Actually, counting the time we shared the same amniotic sac it's been more than 20 years.

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