As I walk around the city, I remembered a dream I had some time ago. In the dream, I was also walking and everyone was looking at my feet laughing. I asked, a friend in my dream what they were laughing at because I did not think the sandals on my feet were funny. Yet lo and behold that is what people have been doing in this conscience state and so the dream was of a prophetic sort.
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