a place to clean up. He’s still confused, and now frustrated with his memory loss.
“Who are you?” he said to the reflection before him. He couldn’t imagine how someone could look
at their own face and not know who they were, but he was doing just that. He shook his head and rubbed his eyes. When he opened them he glared at himself. He shook his head back and forth, turned around and looked back at the mirror, made silly faces, and stuck out his tongue. Nothing.
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