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Dreamt
Fragments from the dream life of a young man.
9.29.2008
From the high cliff we see the whole school swimming out to sea. My brother leaves for the airport with a cassette mix I made him, grumpy. Earlier, grandma doesn't grasp that the hotel banquet is her own 90th birthday.
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