Waving to myself
When I'm on the bike path riding my truly weird recumbent bicycle, sometimes I pass someone else similarly outfitted. And I wave.
Same thing happens when a pregnant mom meets another at the airport, or when two backpackers encounter each other in a strange city.
Of course, we're not waving at the other person. We're waving at ourselves.
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