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Fragments of an Outdoor Scene

Quilones. Eggs, an exclusive member’s club, a Christmas tree. I try to blend in with the members. A patio with a barbecue and a mosaic.

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Hidden Doors, Wet Sansa

In a complex, a restaurant portion thereof, with all sorts of hidden doors. I can’t see them as I haven’t been initiated and attained a certain level, but I can tell from others facial expressions they can. There are multiple Sansa Starks, one of which joins me on a bed that has a slow water drip on it.

Side note, mostly unrelated: the squirrel is my favorite character in Lord of the Rings.

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Biking to the Cult Hotel

  • Finding a place to park my bicycle in the snow outside a hotel complex housing a cult.
  • B-movie of trying to return a lost child’s doll which was found in a sealed water bottle during a flood.
  • A tiny little Indian character with a plastic war bonnet.
  • Fighting an old military guy above a concrete stairway, disarming his several switchblades made to look like guns.
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Backpack fell off from Motorcycle

Riding my scooter on the freeway south down the coast of Monterey, CA, with my wife riding another motorcycle alongside. We pass the skinniest Costco I’ve ever seen, with a parking lot running adjacent to the roadside. Just after passing it, I notice my backpack has fallen off. This has been a fear for awhile. I can see where it is and, seeing no better option, I begin driving backwards along the shoulder. Some cars let me pass on the left, some on the right. I make it there and I’m relieved to see it’s held together, although it’s obviously been flattened and run over a few times. I don’t remember everything I had in there, but I know there’s a few things that probably survived, definitely not my croissants though.

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Stairway Stab Girl

Taking a ride to the airport, the doors to the bus open twice. I get out on an empty platform, embarrassed as the train speeds away. End up having to walk a long way to baggage claim, a tiny beige room in a spare building.


Girl on the landing between two stairways giving a blowjob. She has the guy stab her butt, then fuck the stab.

She then loads my dishwasher with dozens of blue glass jug vessels, careful they don’t rattle.


On the couch and there’s an orange cat in my lap. Reminds me of Flop! Rat cage is open though. It turns into two black cats, like Aloysius unfortunately. I call Lynae to come help.


My brother Patrick has his Mac break. He has to buy a new PC and is humorously says and condescending about it.

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Dark Bathroom Dreadlocks

A girl with dreadlocks is naked in a dark public bathroom. There’s a vibe of fun menace, but I’m not sure if it’s from her or to her.


Camping on the beach. Takes forever to pack up leaving at nightfall. Picking up my cousin Spencer from somewhere. My colorful vape tip, which I’ve lost many times, rolls under the couch. I find it alongside a clarinet mouthpiece.

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Security Line for Fat Statue of Liberty

I’m climbing up a Statue of Liberty — a fat Statue of Liberty, which may or may not be someone’s art project. Very shortly after, I’m going through a security checkpoint. I look at my ID through a paper towel on a desk, the bath towel around my waist falls off and I ask Lynae help me. I end up falling on my ass, but it’s damn funny so I don’t mind.

While still waiting in line, Chinese-speaking ladies are like “oh good he’s south Chinese!” and starting asking me about dinnerware. I answer by going on a little pontification about sentimentality, and veer into a dissertation about a gravy boat my mom hand-chipped when she was six years old.