Well, her birthday, my birth day.
We are going to a historical re-enactment village to celebrate the day (her idea, not mine, even though I'm kind of excited about it).
People say we look alike. Even strangers say this as we walk down the street.
I guess I don't look at myself that much. Maybe I don't have to because I look at her.
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