so this afternoon, the time i had committed to doing literary analysis junk, i napped, and i dreamed that there was a wedding at mio's. there was butcher paper lining the aisle between the two person tables and the booths, and the people in the booths were tossing the silverware tabs at the bride's feet as she passed. and she was carrying an
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