Hello. My name is Heinrich Doppleganger, it's Sunday morning - and I have a bad hangover.
The little boy in this pictures is my son, Woody.
Woody of course is famous for being the model for Pinocchio in The Adventures of Pinocchio novel.
Carlo "Collodi" Lorenzini (the author) only met Woody once. But that was enough.
Collodi didn't discover everything about my boy though.
For example, he never discovered that Woody was in fact a real live boy with a bad skin condition (rosaceau oakenwoodiosis) .
And of course Woody's nose was fake. Everyone in the village knows that!
We'd had it made by the local carpenter Padacious Pedro, to replace Woody's original one - which had been bitten off by one of the village maidens (the priest's illegitimate daughter I believe) during a prolonged attack of 'petit mal".
Collodi also didn't discover that Woody was a wonderful poker dancer.
And that he was in great demand with girls of a certain height, weight, religion and inclination - who all thought he would make an ideal marrigae partner (marrigae being a dance) - and would come in handy if they ran out of wood during those cold winters we get around here (Vladastan).
And about me?
Well according to this site, "Doppelganger" is German for "double walker" - a shadow self that is thought to accompany every person. Only the owner of the doppelganger can see this phantom self, and that it can be a harbinger of death.
We all have to go sometime. Just be careful when you are looking in the mirror.
Thank you for commenting on my self fulfilling prophecy. Be back soon and thankyou proper like. :) I'm having a bit of trouble trying to reply today ugh.