Give me life
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I watched the tapes over and over again, scrutinizing every detail. An exact look-a-like stood in his places on top of Barts. If there was one thing I knew, it's that he'd gone to extreme lenghts to pull this off.
And that Sherlock Holmes was indeed alive.
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