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As always, my dreams seem awfully strange after the fact. Heck, they're strange even during the fact!
Anyway, I recall this morning's sequence as being fairly episodic, although they had a common story arc. I believe it started with me meeting some sort of big business guy and we both started robbing a number of stores. All we did was say "hand over your money" and took off. Mind you, a couple of the stores that we hit were actually stores he owned, so it was more for the thrill of the act rather than for monetary gain.
Ahh.. shoot. Fire alarm. I'll be back.
