Numbers
12 and 6 emerge from the Recreation Hall.
“You still claim to be Number 6?”
“This is beginning to get on my nerves a little bit.
Number6 12 supposes that his
counterpart is also an Olympic boxer as well. So put up your dukes Number 6,
are you orthodox or southpaw? And a bit of a fist fight takes place on the
steps of the Recreation Hall. But Number 6 cannot seem to make up his mind
whether or not he’s orthodox or southpaw, and is eventually knocked to the
ground. Never mind, when Number 6 gets to his feet his blazer isn’t all messed
up, my point is that someone must have noticed that two Number Sixes were
fighting it out on the steps of the Recreation Hall. After all there were
enough passers-by at the time. They might not have done anything to stop the
fight, but people would have at least realized that there were two identical
Sixes in the village. But then again identical twins, look-a-likes, and
doppelgangers are not so rare in the village. The way things are, and using a
bit of imagination, Number 6 could easily have been one of triplets. After all
what chance there being three such identical looking men in the village?
“You still claim to be Number 6?”
“This is beginning to get on my nerves a little bit.
Number
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