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It had to happen. The first contact. Aliens arrived on Earth. Shape changers, they chose with unerring accuracy the form least threatening to their human hosts. The Prime Minister sighed. It wasn't easy holding an intelligent conversation with a McDonald's hamburger. Though there were compensations. The aliens had impeccable taste. |