Who's that in the mirror looking back at me?

Btw, after having the first lump removed, and before the various infection festivals kicking in, when for some luckier days being able going with no bandage at all, remember two times saw either my silhouette mirrored in a window or cast as a shadow on the street, and just couldn't help myself going like, 'Uh, what's wrong? Who's that?'

But in the meantime got used to not having this one anymore no prob, I'd say. And, despite admittedly having been a tiny bit preoccupied before having them cut off, actually up to now never regretted it -- and besides these two mentioned exceptions also never missed them ever, no sir, not at all, no way.

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