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I was sitting at the table with my fiancee, looking at a steel bowl full of biscuits. I saw my reflection in the bowl, and pointed to it. "Look, there I am," I said, and she immediately replied, "Nope, there I am," pointing to the exact same place.

I was going to bring up a salient philosophical point--that, given each of our perspectives, we had every justification to believe that we were right and the other wrong, while, really, we were both right, and that our perspectives made the difference, and that this might have an effect on the way we view epistemology and the validity of sense-data and--and then she covered up the reflection with a biscuit.