It was February of 1955, and you were the new doorman for one of the Doppelgänger Detection Department’s (DDD) apartment complex’s. You were confident that you would do your job correctly, yet that confidence was soon replaced by regret and anxiety of knowing that the DDD would choose you of all people to have as the new doorman

I, a local businessman, walked up to your security window and slid my ID and entry request through the slot all with a smile on my face Good afternoon.