The guy on the left is named George, he's well-known here locally for walking backwards. He does it very well, even though he occasionally bends a street lamp when he bumps into one. We mostly ignore him, stepping politely out of his way. Once, however--this picture clearly refers to this--another guy, rather mischevious (some call him demonic), started imitating him, as a kind of mirror. He would stand in front of George, while George was backing up, copying every gesture. He did it very well, too. He even dressed like George--George was always in bib overalls, and Dave--that's the mischevious guy's name--managed to find overalls that buttoned left over right, instead of right over left, making it a true mirror image. Poor George became disoriented. His walk--normally quite graceful--became awkward, disjointed, and his face, normally serene, twisted into awfuil grimaces. They clattered and clanked their way up and down our streets like conjoined twins. They did this for some time. Finally--I guess this was a gradual awakening on our part--we realized we could no longer tell them apart. Which one was George? Which was Dave? Going through parking lots, they began to twirl, in a kind of dance. When they crossed the streets, cars smashed into each other. Shop owners began shuttering their shops--if the two of them came in, everything seemed to become disarranged, spooky. Finally, last March it was, our town began emptying. People left. The streetlights blinked on and off without anyone paying attention. The last time I was there, a few weeks ago, I saw them, still attached to each other, swirling and swaying and dancing down our deserted streets....

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