When I was young, our house had an attic. You could get to it by walking up the back stairs, or you could pull down a ladder from the ceiling and climb up through the hatch.
So, one day my friend came over to our house and we decided to race up to the attic. We glanced at each other and sprinted in opposite directions - I ran to the kitchen, and my friend headed towards the back.
There were only two ways to get to the attic; I had chosen the stairs and he chose the latter.
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