You are mad at me, Robert, and in my dream you were mad at me still. Because you know now, and we both knew in that world, then, that I was still going to be with him, in whatever way he let me be. We were in a mall, with a mother of some sort, and she had her baby in a fucked-up daycare at the fucked-up mall, and she picked him up by grabbing some
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