In a dream I can't get away from M. Wherever I go he's there, drunk and aggressive, with hands that won't stay off my shoulders, my neck, that won't stay out of my hair. His face is too close to mine and he is continually demanding something of me, using words that, in recollection, don't sound anything like English. This seems to go on for hours
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