Lisa had a dream yesterday. We were on our way to California but she got on the wrong plane. I got on the plane to LA but she got on a plane to Japan. While in Japan she walked around the streets. She then stayed in a hotle. Then again she walked around the streets. She said there was a small window. Smaller than a basement window. She had to squeeze through it. On the other side I was there. A party was going on.

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