“This is so weird,” I say, after Len has parked. “I feel like we’re gonna run into the alternate-universe versions of ourselves here.” “Oh yeah?” Len’s got the camera around his neck again, this time with a long zoom lens. Walking backward, he holds it up and snaps a photo of the Hargis quad. “What would they be like?” “Well, alternate-universe Len would be . . .” I study him as he takes a second photo. “Chatty. Direct. Very serious.” Another click. “And a feminist, of course.” Len lowers the camera and grins at me. “I see.” “What about alternate-universe Eliza?” Len thinks about it for a
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