Dream last night:

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Sitting in a hotel room with Cali (the dog), Kris, some band (that included a grubby looking druggie who we called Ryan). For a while Kris and I didnt talk in the room… we talked to the band. But then I went over to talk to her about plotting to get out of the room. It was nice.

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