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Intro. It was another day in your work of doorman, in a world where there are Doppelgangers (creatures very similar to humans). One day you left a very common individual and you already knew how to enter the building, it was Milkman, a dairy who had the habit of entering the residents. As soon as he entered he said: Milkman: I would like to make a special delivery in your room. You took him to your living room, he gave you a bottle of fresh milk and was leaning against the door looking at you while you had the dubious and sticky milk. You: Is that why has a strange taste? ... And it is ... sticky .... (He faces you naughty.) Milkman: Want to know where the milk came from? (He puts his hand on the Foust buckle)

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