Dream 0: This is a short but that I'm not sure where it fits into anything, but I remember I was driving on a reeaaally icy road. Like, there were ruts and slush tire marks that had frozen into ice and made for a very weird drive. I don't think I was the driver, and we were driving on some really middle-of-nowhere road to a small house in the distance. We see Sarah L walking alongside the road. We don't pick her up, but when we reach the house, I suggest the driver goes back to pick her up. With reluctance, we eventually drive back to pick Sarah up, but by then, we were close enough to the house for it to be trivial.
Dream 1: I was in a building with the weirdest collection of people and friends from my childhood that I hadn't talked to or thought about in years, which is why I'm not gonna put who they are. Anyways, we were playing some sort of game, or rather, we were in some sort of game where we had to shoot things in rapid succession. Like, we were all standing at the edge of a table or something shooting cardboard cutouts flying around. We were doing pretty well, and if we did incredibly well, we wouldn't have to go through all this again. We almost walk into the next room, then stop, step back and look into the current room we were in. Something has our attention and stops us from going into the next room. Eventually whatever it was passes, and we begin moving into the next room. I can see through the doorway something big, something drippy. Somebody walks into it aaaaand it's a tank. Like, from Left 4 Dead tank. We all just start running away. For some reason, I'm pulling on a computer mouse, as if it's keeping me in this game or something. After running and pulling, the mouse gets harder to pull, and I have to stop. The tank charges towards me and I accept my fate knowing that we've completed our objective. Then I wake up.
Dream 2: This one started off as possibly some sort of heist. I go in thinking that if we do all of this correctly, we won't have to do it all over again. Which would be annoying and dumb. We enter this area that'a partially flooded with water. Looking back, I feel like we were in the Chamber of Secrets. We get down and begin to do what we came there for: playing a short concert. I'm not sure if it was just coincidence or if we were actually a Paramore cover band, but we played three Paramore songs. The band consisted of myself on the drums, Rob E on vocals, and either Patrick Z or Travis Barker of Blink-182 fame as the guitarist. I think we do all right, then eventually we leave.
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From there, we get into a car. When I say we, I mean myself, V, and possibly Rob. V's driving, and we're going to Disneyworld or something. Along the way, we approach an attraction of sorts that has us drive on what's essentially a very tame rainbow road. After getting off, a guy charges us £80, which is was waaaay too much for what we experienced. I did it and just told the other two to pay me $30 or something later. We arrive at our destination which looks nothing like Disneyworld, but whatever. We see some people that some people recognize, and I wake up.
Tuesday, March 24, 2015
Thursday, March 12, 2015
night of 03/11/15
Dream 1: I'm at work at what I believe to be the Oberlin Inn. It looks nothing like it, it looks like, I don't know, a very old brick house that somebody tossed a kitchen in. An order for room service is made, so a waiter (that I actually work with in real life) and I begin to take it upstairs. It's like, a plate of pancakes, two bunches of bananas (one looking particularly dead), and maybe something else. First step I take out of the kitchen, I fumble the tray and almost drop everything. I barely grasp it all and continue upstairs. We get up there and it's not even a room with a customer but instead my boss and some more workers. I guess I'm given a toilet to take somewhere else, in which I set it down immediately outside the door, close the door and begin to shit right then and there. Someone opens the door and I try to get them to close it again.
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I eventually go downstairs where I guess there's some sort of awards thing. Band kids are there getting awards. I think most of it was a vote in, and to make kids feel better, there was an award for the kid who got the least amount of votes. I don't remember who got it, but I remember it being preeeetty funny. Anyways, I get bored of that and start walking away. I walk to the academic side of campus where I bump into Adam T playing frisbee with some kid. Except it wasn't a frisbee, it was a ceramic dinner plate. I was thoroughly impressed with how well it flew, one time it landed on pavement and didn't break, one time it bounced of some guys forehead harmlessly. It was pretty hilarious. I sit down somewhere that eventually turns into the inside of some building. It was kind of dark. There was a kid to the right of me who was just offering me money for, like, no reason. I remember him saying something about using it to increase viewership on World of Warcraft videos. It was like 300-400 bucks. He also said "from 4000 to 2000" as if maybe he meant two million but just messed up so hard that it didn't make any sense. I continued to refuse it for a while or only take part of it until he said that he was just gonna burn what he couldn't give away. He pulls out a lighter and I snatch the bills away. I look at the bills thoroughly confused and wondering if they're even real. They certainly didn't look real, but they clearly had text on them saying "this is not a fraud" so I ultimately believed it. I look at the kid to the left of me which turned out to be Ibs. He had his phone out and I think just called someone. Then, someone entered from the staircase nearby. She looked authoritative and asked which one of us was the one dabbling in illegal activities. Except that's not how she worded it. I think she asked which one of us was "Bien," like that was our name, or which one of us was a foreign exchange student. At this point, I connect that Ibs called out the exchange as illegal to someone. He says that it was me, I was the one. At this point I'm standing, I look down at the kid who gave me the bills and it's actually Isaque F. I explain he and I were both involved, but I'll go and talk with them. We go downstairs and I remember walking into my own room and putting on the song "Runaway" loud enough to hear in the other room where there was to be the interrogation. I bring in my laptop, ready to show a chat log that was a transcript of the exchange. As I step in, I hear this incredibly loud noise. Imagine the Inception BWOOOMMM but louder, a bit higher pitched, a little rougher, and inside your ears. It's short, and I ignore it. I sit down, pull out my laptop to show her the conversation. The sound happens again, except for a bit, I can see the screen on my computer change. I'm sent to the floor from the pain from the sound. I conclude that I'm being hacked by Isaque so that I don't turn him in. At this point, I figure there's no winning, I better just wake up. So I do.
Dream 2: This takes place entirely in my dad's classroom. I don't quite remember the order or any logic about any of this. I started taking a quiz, then I wasn't, then I was transferring medals from one band uniform jacket to another, except they were the marching jackets. I think I just had one, and was planning on using it for later. And then I was told I would have the main role in whatever play my dad was doing. Which was weird, seeing that I've never done anything like that nor had any aspirations to do so. People are moving around doing whatever, I guess play practice is about to start. I remember seeing Nathan E feeling insecure about something. Some person and I walk up to him confused about what he has to feel insecure for. Don't remember if he ever said why. I walk up to the sound booth and for whatever reason decide to start playing VCPR. The people in the room really enjoy it, and my dad says that we can only play it for like 5 minutes, then we have to start actually doing stuff. It was great, but then weird things started happening. Like, the radio program started talking about severed hands or something, and then one appeared on the table in the middle of the room. There was blood around it, and I saw it was just dripping from the ceiling. I don't know that anything else of interest happened before I woke up.
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I eventually go downstairs where I guess there's some sort of awards thing. Band kids are there getting awards. I think most of it was a vote in, and to make kids feel better, there was an award for the kid who got the least amount of votes. I don't remember who got it, but I remember it being preeeetty funny. Anyways, I get bored of that and start walking away. I walk to the academic side of campus where I bump into Adam T playing frisbee with some kid. Except it wasn't a frisbee, it was a ceramic dinner plate. I was thoroughly impressed with how well it flew, one time it landed on pavement and didn't break, one time it bounced of some guys forehead harmlessly. It was pretty hilarious. I sit down somewhere that eventually turns into the inside of some building. It was kind of dark. There was a kid to the right of me who was just offering me money for, like, no reason. I remember him saying something about using it to increase viewership on World of Warcraft videos. It was like 300-400 bucks. He also said "from 4000 to 2000" as if maybe he meant two million but just messed up so hard that it didn't make any sense. I continued to refuse it for a while or only take part of it until he said that he was just gonna burn what he couldn't give away. He pulls out a lighter and I snatch the bills away. I look at the bills thoroughly confused and wondering if they're even real. They certainly didn't look real, but they clearly had text on them saying "this is not a fraud" so I ultimately believed it. I look at the kid to the left of me which turned out to be Ibs. He had his phone out and I think just called someone. Then, someone entered from the staircase nearby. She looked authoritative and asked which one of us was the one dabbling in illegal activities. Except that's not how she worded it. I think she asked which one of us was "Bien," like that was our name, or which one of us was a foreign exchange student. At this point, I connect that Ibs called out the exchange as illegal to someone. He says that it was me, I was the one. At this point I'm standing, I look down at the kid who gave me the bills and it's actually Isaque F. I explain he and I were both involved, but I'll go and talk with them. We go downstairs and I remember walking into my own room and putting on the song "Runaway" loud enough to hear in the other room where there was to be the interrogation. I bring in my laptop, ready to show a chat log that was a transcript of the exchange. As I step in, I hear this incredibly loud noise. Imagine the Inception BWOOOMMM but louder, a bit higher pitched, a little rougher, and inside your ears. It's short, and I ignore it. I sit down, pull out my laptop to show her the conversation. The sound happens again, except for a bit, I can see the screen on my computer change. I'm sent to the floor from the pain from the sound. I conclude that I'm being hacked by Isaque so that I don't turn him in. At this point, I figure there's no winning, I better just wake up. So I do.
Dream 2: This takes place entirely in my dad's classroom. I don't quite remember the order or any logic about any of this. I started taking a quiz, then I wasn't, then I was transferring medals from one band uniform jacket to another, except they were the marching jackets. I think I just had one, and was planning on using it for later. And then I was told I would have the main role in whatever play my dad was doing. Which was weird, seeing that I've never done anything like that nor had any aspirations to do so. People are moving around doing whatever, I guess play practice is about to start. I remember seeing Nathan E feeling insecure about something. Some person and I walk up to him confused about what he has to feel insecure for. Don't remember if he ever said why. I walk up to the sound booth and for whatever reason decide to start playing VCPR. The people in the room really enjoy it, and my dad says that we can only play it for like 5 minutes, then we have to start actually doing stuff. It was great, but then weird things started happening. Like, the radio program started talking about severed hands or something, and then one appeared on the table in the middle of the room. There was blood around it, and I saw it was just dripping from the ceiling. I don't know that anything else of interest happened before I woke up.
Tuesday, March 10, 2015
night of 03/09/2015
dream 1: I'm in a small alley-ish way with Jacob D, Tylar R, and Matt C. We're all sitting against a wall, while on the other side, there is a dark pane of glass. In my dream, it's signifying Women's House, on the OWU campus. I don't know if we were inside a larger building or what, but it was kind of dim and looked to be lit purely by streetlights or something. Anyways, Jacob's taking muffins and smearing them all over the wall for whatever reason, and the rest of us are just watching. Some residents of the house walk from around the corner, look at what he's doing, then at me. I look at him, then them. They were people that I know I've seen in real life but don't know the names of. I get the feeling they want me to stop him. Either I do, or he just ends on his own, but the residents tell me that he's going to be on trial for his inconsiderate act. I swear they actually said that he's to be set on tribulations to determine his punishment. Like, it was just tribulations, no trials. But that just might be me hopeful of a Hannibal Buress joke manifesting in my dreams.
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I feel like I go inside, and it's the desk I work at. Shane G is there trying to get some weird computer to work. I get to functioning, then head in the back to the offices. I see Sarah L sitting on the floor looking through folders of pictures. I don't know why she was doing this, but I join and I look at them. The first few are pictures of her, then the next few are of Rowan H. Looking at the pictures, I'm thinking to myself which ones would be good to write on, but on the back like a postcard or a senior picture. Eventually, Sarah and I get up to leave, and she starts driving me somewhere. She asks me something that ends in "friends," to which I interpret as "Do you like Friends?" Like the show. I weakly agree, but say I haven't really watched it much.
dream 2: In a room that's almost a dorm room. Tylar's there. Jacob's there, sitting on a bed. Matt's there, sleeping in another bed. Someone's making a loud snoring noise, so we wake Matt up, thinking it's him. Nope, not him, but somewhere else in the room, Rachel C was asleep, snoring. Note: I woke up and heard the noise coming from Matt who was sleeping about 5 feet away from me. Anyways, I sit down next to Jacob on the bed and he asks me if I downloaded the new Oddworld game, which I hadn't. I said I was busy playing too many other games or something. I start playing some David Cage game right then and there. I think it was Heavy Rain, but I was doing some stupid things on purpose. I remember there was a part where the character I was playing (who might have been Ethan Mars) is sliding down a pipe in the sewers. Given the option to go left or right at a fork, I do neither. Mars slides straight into the wall in the middle and is no more.
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I quit that game to play another: Bioshock. Don't know if it was one in specific, but it certainly did not function like one. I remember starting on Jacob's computer then moving to mine which temporarily caused a significant drop in framerate in my dream. We're in some sort of apartment, and when I say we, I mean myself, Rob E, and some characters of the actual game. The NPCs are telling us that there are things in the hallways which we have to escape from or possess or something. We're introduced to some short teleporting power to get out of the building. The whole time, Rob is telling me how stupid the story is and pointing out all the plotholes. We leave the building and cross the street to a theater. One with a stage, not a screen. We sit in the back corner, and I take out my wallet, wanting to adjust the sound of the music playing from my credit cards. I drop some, but the ones I hold onto, I hit buttons on the side of them to lower the volume. Because we're in the corner, it echoes and carries loudly, even at its softest setting. I eventually give up and stick em back in my pocket. The guy sitting next to me hands me two that I dropped. I put it away and watch the stage as the show begins. A massive guy walks out, like, 15-20 ft tall dude that looks like a guy I used to work with. A voice announces him and his talent, as the guy's head transforms into a lizard thing, then to another weird monster thing. In my head, I think to myself, "This is gonna be the big boss I gotta fight. That's gonna suck. Please don't let anything bad happen here." The guy quickly finishes his act, thanks the audience, and turns to retreat back behind the stage. As the curtains part for him to enter, a massive locked door is revealed. A small, flying man appears to tell the lizard guy that he's to do his bidding and follow his orders. I take my friends and we get out and wait in the street for something to happen. Eventually something small flies out the door and into the wall next to us. Then I wake up.
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I feel like I go inside, and it's the desk I work at. Shane G is there trying to get some weird computer to work. I get to functioning, then head in the back to the offices. I see Sarah L sitting on the floor looking through folders of pictures. I don't know why she was doing this, but I join and I look at them. The first few are pictures of her, then the next few are of Rowan H. Looking at the pictures, I'm thinking to myself which ones would be good to write on, but on the back like a postcard or a senior picture. Eventually, Sarah and I get up to leave, and she starts driving me somewhere. She asks me something that ends in "friends," to which I interpret as "Do you like Friends?" Like the show. I weakly agree, but say I haven't really watched it much.
dream 2: In a room that's almost a dorm room. Tylar's there. Jacob's there, sitting on a bed. Matt's there, sleeping in another bed. Someone's making a loud snoring noise, so we wake Matt up, thinking it's him. Nope, not him, but somewhere else in the room, Rachel C was asleep, snoring. Note: I woke up and heard the noise coming from Matt who was sleeping about 5 feet away from me. Anyways, I sit down next to Jacob on the bed and he asks me if I downloaded the new Oddworld game, which I hadn't. I said I was busy playing too many other games or something. I start playing some David Cage game right then and there. I think it was Heavy Rain, but I was doing some stupid things on purpose. I remember there was a part where the character I was playing (who might have been Ethan Mars) is sliding down a pipe in the sewers. Given the option to go left or right at a fork, I do neither. Mars slides straight into the wall in the middle and is no more.
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I quit that game to play another: Bioshock. Don't know if it was one in specific, but it certainly did not function like one. I remember starting on Jacob's computer then moving to mine which temporarily caused a significant drop in framerate in my dream. We're in some sort of apartment, and when I say we, I mean myself, Rob E, and some characters of the actual game. The NPCs are telling us that there are things in the hallways which we have to escape from or possess or something. We're introduced to some short teleporting power to get out of the building. The whole time, Rob is telling me how stupid the story is and pointing out all the plotholes. We leave the building and cross the street to a theater. One with a stage, not a screen. We sit in the back corner, and I take out my wallet, wanting to adjust the sound of the music playing from my credit cards. I drop some, but the ones I hold onto, I hit buttons on the side of them to lower the volume. Because we're in the corner, it echoes and carries loudly, even at its softest setting. I eventually give up and stick em back in my pocket. The guy sitting next to me hands me two that I dropped. I put it away and watch the stage as the show begins. A massive guy walks out, like, 15-20 ft tall dude that looks like a guy I used to work with. A voice announces him and his talent, as the guy's head transforms into a lizard thing, then to another weird monster thing. In my head, I think to myself, "This is gonna be the big boss I gotta fight. That's gonna suck. Please don't let anything bad happen here." The guy quickly finishes his act, thanks the audience, and turns to retreat back behind the stage. As the curtains part for him to enter, a massive locked door is revealed. A small, flying man appears to tell the lizard guy that he's to do his bidding and follow his orders. I take my friends and we get out and wait in the street for something to happen. Eventually something small flies out the door and into the wall next to us. Then I wake up.
Tuesday, March 3, 2015
night of 03/02/15
Dream 1: Started off in a terrifying scenario: back in high school band. I was first chair trumpet and just couldn't play anything. Instructor got fed up and shows us a video of the previous year (or a previous year) of how well the band played. Specifically the marching band. Before I knew it, I was on the field with the old band. I wasn't playing, just standing out there. Immediately in front of me was Jacob D trying to prevent me from getting off the field. I set down my laptop, then manage to get off the field. Andrew P picks it up and brings it to me. I begin to start wandering around the field, looking for something, whatever. I drop off my laptop and some other electronics by a fence and enter a small room. Karla L is sitting in there. We begin playing some video on a projector outside of the room and onto some wall. We're warned that it's disrupting the performance and the judges, but we don't really do anything about it. Eventually, one of the OWU Public Safety officers appears. He looks like a cross between that one everybody knows and hates and the balding-mustached man from Tim and Eric. He takes my stuff and I run up to get them back. Eventually I steal them and start running. This is when I realize that I was at Selby Stadium on campus and begin to run towards the residential side. I get near Merrick, and two kids start following me. I'm running at a strangely reasonable pace, given the fact that running in dreams is almost always impossible. I'm still running, one of the kids gives up, but one sticks with me. I don't know why he's following me, what he wants, what he was saying, or how he was keeping up. It was very weird. Eventually I lose him and I emerge from the strangely wooded area by Sandusky street. The other end is not the Jaywalk, but is instead commercial business shops. On the building is a large figure with an opening on the front. I begin to walk across and a guy pops out on the roof with a hunting rifle. In my head, I has characterized him as being "The Lone Survivor," a non-human being that remains perched on the roof with the power of deciding who stays alive and who dies. I kinda wave at him, as I feel we have some respect towards each other. He lets me walk across. I swear, at that point, I had either seen him earlier in that dream or in another dream. I have no idea. I make it across, then turn. There's a girl there. I wonder what the Survivor will do. He puts down his rifle and picks up a shotgun and shoots a zombie a bit of a ways away from her. I help across. The girl and I get acquainted, and we enter the empty house of Alpha Sig that was right there for whatever reason and did not at all have the structure of the actual building.
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I woke up sweating from all the running in that dream.
Dream 2: This is another dream with plenty of time with my mom's old house where I used to live. I think we were cleaning it out, or something. At some point, I was in a basement, an elaborate looking one, staring at a safe. Two other people are there wondering what's inside. Somehow, I know the combination and it opens. Inside is just old food. The only thing I remember are old bags of baby carrots. They're still cold and I think to myself, "There's no way carrots get too old to eat." I grab the bag and am disappointed with how soft they are. I throw the bag at the person to my right. Later, I'm outside with my sisters, Abi C and Rachel C. We're mowing the lawn and trying to get rid of the grass. There are two vacuum cleaners and I begin sucking up grass.
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Still outside, I now stand with my CS professor. He's talking about some sort of project, a race, or something. I go inside to start the race. It looks futuristic in there. I lock eyes with the person I'm to race, and Ace of Spades begins to play. I think to myself, "I should try to learn this on guitar." Anyways, the race begins, and we're dropped down two separate elevators. Eventually, I take some zipline thing and burst out a window or something and find my opponent outside sitting on a tank. In the backyard of where I used to live. I claim they cheated somehow, and the tank wasn't even fully rendered, like the top was still wire frames. Then it turns out my opponent was a girl, and we discuss that we were in a class together. When I was in symphonic wind ensemble freshman year, she played 5th chair piccolo, which is terrifying to think about.
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I walk down to an area with a bunch of stores in town. I'm looking at shirts and find one that had a clock on it, except the clock only had a 12, and a small, straight line for 3, 6, and 9. Then I think to myself that I should put my shirt back on. So I do. I walk towards the exit of the store and bump into Shane G and Whitney W who were dressed for winter, which is weird because I was just wearing shorts and a t-shirt. In the foyer/alcove thing of the store, I show them some video or something. It's of Smash, where Luigi wins the round, but the final standings Luigi-taunt showed a big hat with eyes on it. It wasn't even green! I switch the channel to find a better version of it, but that just ruins it. Eventually, it becomes some sort of reimagining of Mario in Minecraft, which I guess was made for me by my friends. I hop in a minecart and ride around. Eventually, all sorts of strange mobs appear, and Matt C, Tylar R, and Jacob D (again) show up to tell me what went wrong. I try to enter a level, but it just doesn't work.
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I thought I had something to say about the state of these dreams, but I really don't. I'm just in it for the ride.
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I woke up sweating from all the running in that dream.
Dream 2: This is another dream with plenty of time with my mom's old house where I used to live. I think we were cleaning it out, or something. At some point, I was in a basement, an elaborate looking one, staring at a safe. Two other people are there wondering what's inside. Somehow, I know the combination and it opens. Inside is just old food. The only thing I remember are old bags of baby carrots. They're still cold and I think to myself, "There's no way carrots get too old to eat." I grab the bag and am disappointed with how soft they are. I throw the bag at the person to my right. Later, I'm outside with my sisters, Abi C and Rachel C. We're mowing the lawn and trying to get rid of the grass. There are two vacuum cleaners and I begin sucking up grass.
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Still outside, I now stand with my CS professor. He's talking about some sort of project, a race, or something. I go inside to start the race. It looks futuristic in there. I lock eyes with the person I'm to race, and Ace of Spades begins to play. I think to myself, "I should try to learn this on guitar." Anyways, the race begins, and we're dropped down two separate elevators. Eventually, I take some zipline thing and burst out a window or something and find my opponent outside sitting on a tank. In the backyard of where I used to live. I claim they cheated somehow, and the tank wasn't even fully rendered, like the top was still wire frames. Then it turns out my opponent was a girl, and we discuss that we were in a class together. When I was in symphonic wind ensemble freshman year, she played 5th chair piccolo, which is terrifying to think about.
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I walk down to an area with a bunch of stores in town. I'm looking at shirts and find one that had a clock on it, except the clock only had a 12, and a small, straight line for 3, 6, and 9. Then I think to myself that I should put my shirt back on. So I do. I walk towards the exit of the store and bump into Shane G and Whitney W who were dressed for winter, which is weird because I was just wearing shorts and a t-shirt. In the foyer/alcove thing of the store, I show them some video or something. It's of Smash, where Luigi wins the round, but the final standings Luigi-taunt showed a big hat with eyes on it. It wasn't even green! I switch the channel to find a better version of it, but that just ruins it. Eventually, it becomes some sort of reimagining of Mario in Minecraft, which I guess was made for me by my friends. I hop in a minecart and ride around. Eventually, all sorts of strange mobs appear, and Matt C, Tylar R, and Jacob D (again) show up to tell me what went wrong. I try to enter a level, but it just doesn't work.
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I thought I had something to say about the state of these dreams, but I really don't. I'm just in it for the ride.
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