Sometimes when I lay in bed trying to sleep, I'll think of schemes or powers I could have an unlimited amount of money. And then I think about the house I would want
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in my dream house, there would be a room filled with nothing but pillows with a glass ceiling. it would be ideal if the glass ceiling would open up, so I could smoke, drink, do what I do, while looking at the stars with a nice warm summer breeze on my face.
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