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"What do you mean they don't understand one? What can that possibly mean?"

Two other mes made wavy circular motions with their left hands, heads down, eyes averted. Another me looked as annoyed as I felt.

"Wait a minute, what hands do we use?"

"The same mixture, just the opposite."

"..." I didn't know what to say.

"Everything is messed up here, the stuff that we did with our right hands we do with our left hands. And the stuff that we did with our lefts..."

"You won't have noticed it yet but we think different too. We're a lot less logical and way more emotional."

Four blue eyes fastened on my face. I must be frightening in real life.

"That can't be right", the other new me said. "For if that was the case we'd all be holding our fishing rods in the same way."

He was right.