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... ter, my son came to visit me. I had forgotten about him. Well, I can't forget anything, but the thought of him had somehow become lost in the countless knowledge that floated around in my mind.
It was about thirty years since I had last seen him in person; he was now a forty-year-old man, and he resembled me just a little shorter, with a toned body, the same hair and eye color.
My appearance wasn't the only thing he had inherited; he had also inherited a portion of my intelligenc ...
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