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Tuesday, February 9, 2016

The Annual Gathering of Twins in Twinsburg, Ohio

What's it like to be a twin? The New Yorker went to Twin Days, an annual convention of twins in the appropriately named Ohio town of Twinsburg. There, one half of a twin set described how their mother tended to group them together, no matter what:
You know, if I want mustard on my sandwich, my mom assumed she did, or vice versa . . . but if she got in trouble at school, then I always got in trouble.
These 11-year old brothers are best friends. But that doesn't mean they want to be together all of the time:
My mom is like, "Why do you want to go to someone else's house, you have a brother." I'm like, "Once you get to know everything about someone . . . ."
". . . it's still fun to play with them, but sometimes you just need someone else."
You can hear more twin stories in the video embedded below, as well as watch these young men flirt with a matching pair of ladies.

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