I had a dream last night that I rented a bank for an after hours sex
party. Lots of people showed up but it was too weird cause it was in a
bank. No one played but one person asked me weird questions like how
much do I have to pay if I only want to have safe sex? Next thing I
know I'm in a big open field eating a bowl of cereal and playwright
Sam Shepard pulls up in an 18 wheeler big rig and tells me to get in.
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