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One morning, Jeremy came to breakfast holding the hand of a strange little kid. The kid had one eye and three arms and blue fur. Kari knew that wasn’t normal. Mom just smiled. “Great costume,” she said. “What’s your name?” “Ummmm…Greg,” Jeremy said. “His name is Greg.” “And how