And so the carpenter's double begins to draw, cut, polish and varnish all the work for him. Every day, every week, every year.
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One day, the carpenter let out his double, his puppet, his creature... He didn't like that moment very much. His double's enthusiasm for the outside world made him uncomfortable.... "Why does he seem to enjoy the World more than I do?"
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