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Bad Dreams, Bad Days

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I woke up this morning after a vivid dream that my friend April had decided, due to some kind of weird urban tribal urge, that she needed enter and scale an abandoned high rise building. The building was maybe 20 stories tall, and painted entirely, boarded windows and all, a terrible chalky shade of red. […]

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Dream: Extreme Sports

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Before I manage to get up to date on anything else, I have to recount the only dream I remember from vacation. Todd had formed us into a team that played extreme chicken wing soccer. This was a sport where you kicked chicken wings into goals. The extreme part was that we had to break […]

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