⸻⸻❱❰ Two girls, dressed identically, get into an argument. It turns out they are both named Amanda Palmer, and, even eerier, all such Amanda Palmers—and, yes, there are others—share the same secret aptitude for turning into cats at night. The absurdity of the story—young women who all dress the same, who all care about the same obscure designer, who all share the same mannerisms, obsessions, and aspirations, who even share the same name—this kind of absurdity gets at a uniquely modern condition of flattening of identity online. Yet, the absurdity here is a means for tapping into the animal instincts that put us in touch with deeper truths, with empathetic connection to one another, with our animal tendencies for both savagery and tenderness. ⸻⸻❱❰