So I was walking into my favorite coffee spot the other morning when a woman in a passing car stopped, rolled down her window and asked, "Are you Art? You look just like him."
No, I said. "No, I'm not Art... but he must be a ruggedly handsome son-of-a-gun."
"Oh, he IS, she assured me."
So next morning, I'm already in my coffee shop enjoying my first and in walks this guy. Two people wave and one of them says "Hi Art."
Now I ask you, do we look exactly alike?
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