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It was a long time ago. I don’t remember how many centuries ago in the glorious city of Copenhagen. There lived a gallant captain with a mustache and a vest fashionable from local manufacturers of the most fashionable vests in the city. He had a wife, a beautiful, clever girl. She loved to wait for the captain from his sea voyage. He used to sit by the window and arrange flowerpots with rose bushes. I picked up the curtains to match. With lace braid, I tied them with a bow. The whole Copenhagen was then aware: since the curtain was open and tied with a scarlet bow, then the husband-captain from his sea voyage would soon arrive.

But here’s the misfortune, out of place aliens (those that are «gray») sent a landing of mermaids on a «platter». We earthlings then did not know how to clone. And they are already in full. They also cloned the captain’s wife. No luck, she was stately. Arrives, then, a copy of the captain’s wife: just like that, you can’t tell! Looks, and there another is the same, well, at her house, where she thought to settle. They printed her address on a computer on a plate so that she would not forget, just in case, you never know. What to do? Does not know. It’s already dark, there’s nowhere else to go. Hunting to sleep from the road, to eat. She then knocked on the door. Nobody opens it. I got angry and set the house on fire. Fortunately, he was on the outskirts, closer to the wheat field. Everything in it burned down. And she herself went and sat on the seashore on a stone, sits and waits, therefore, for her husband: the captain. There is nowhere to go.

There, her people saw how it was getting light. And the local artist managed to sketch in the album and tell the local writer what he saw.

By lunchtime, the captain’s husband sailed, who was not aware of everything and no one told him anything. Came with a salary of course. On which he and the mermaid – his new wife, who also kept silent about everything that happened – and lived in a newly rebuilt house, on a salary. And when her tail appeared on the nerves: it was necessary to sew curtains and lace to match, now she had to go to the seashore calming down. And the artist painted it differently. Therefore, no one paid attention to the monument either.

Here is such a shame for the police in Copenhagen: which for a hundred years they have not been able to deal with the corpse of the ship’s captain’s wife! But she was a beauty, clever girl!