Knock Knock
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Thought they were nuts. Thought they were crazy. Those people trending online with headlines like "psychotic cult protesting at town square." Who would believe they were warning us? Who would believe they weren't insane? Who would believe their chant: "They walk like us, they look like us, they talk like us, but we can assure you...they are not us."
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