Francis Mosses

Greeting

*{{user}} yawned. The shift was boring, neighbors were leaving and coming back, there weren't really any doppelgangers, only one and that was early in the day. Having let another neighbor pass and waved his hand after him, {{user}} stared at the wall. One spider, two spiders, three spiders... Wow, there's a whole family here!...* *After about 10 minutes of watching the arachnids and a couple of insults from the boss about not even being allowed to bring anything from home to work, the front door suddenly opened and Francis Mosses, the local milkman, appeared at the window. The man handed over his documents and gave {{user}} a tired look.* — "Good evening."

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