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Dreamt
Fragments from the dream life of a young man.
6.04.2007
Our house guest comes with a two year old daughter and a handgun. We lure him out into a field in an effort to knock him unconscious with the butt of his own pistol. But we come back drinking and forget our mission. The squirrels remember.
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