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| Brandstein, don't worry. It's okay. Everything's quiet and safe on this side. | |
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| Where am I? | |
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| You're in dreams. You took an ambien on a full stomach of whiskey. You're going to be on this journey for a good eight hours. | |
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| I don't want to be on the moon. It reminds me of those freakishly abnormal moon boots my parents used to make me wear on snowy days when I was a little boy. Let's go elsewhere. Anywhere, but here. | |
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| How's this place? Any better? | |
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| Yeah. It's soothing. I want to shut my eyes and dream again. Is that a possibility if one is already in a dream? | |
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