It didn’t take me long to figure out they were twins. No, they weren’t dressed the same, but they looked exactly alike—graying black hair, round faces, slim noses and high cheekbones. I’m guessing they were about my age, in their early 60’s.
“I don’t see many twins going into this library,” I said with a smile on my face. They smiled back and we stood and talked for a minute outside the entryway.
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