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The more I learn about you Non, the more I become convinced that you were switched at birth.
Passing Gypsies must have spirited the true nonentity away and left you Squawking in his place.
I urge you to leave this place at once and Sally Forth in search of your true nonidentity.
Personally, I would suggest that you begin your search in any one of the areas of the world that has become home to persons of intellectual disadvantage.
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