Wednesday, July 11, 2001
I dreamed that there was an enormous piece of plexiglass assembled horizontally between two buildings of office, of the dozen stories above the ground; I could not bring me to walk through like the other people. he resembled they went on the air.
I wish that it have y have an Internet Search Engine which could find songs based on a whirred or whistled air.
  
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