Looks Familiar

So I'm walking along in a strange city where I know no one. Out of the corner of my eye I catch a glimpse of a familiar figure. So I stop to take a second look. And then I laughed and took out my phone to take a picture of my "friend." No, not the statue. The reflection in the glass. Of me. I'm such a ditz.


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