Last night I dreamt that I lived in a really small town, one of the residents of which was an older (late thirties) extremely attractive Native American man. And it turned out that he was a were-tiger, the last of his species. And then one day I transformed into a were-tiger too, and the members of his tribe were all happy because now the tiger
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