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I remember one part of this morning's dream quite vividly. Actually, no. It felt vivid, but I really don't remember it all too well. It involved some sort of ski patrol vote, and I had knowingly spoiled my ballot. After the first tally, it was basically a tie between the first two candidates, and there was a recount. At that point in time, one of the candidates (the one who I knew) asked me if I had voted for him and I was pressured into nodding in agreement. (It wasn't as if they could trace my vote right?)
