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My dream became my time machine
It was a weird dream but I dreamt I was in the year 1961. I had my cell phone in my hand and a newspaper about the JFK assassination in the other hand. I dreamt I was out on the street with crowds of people and I saw President Kennedy in his motorcade. I dreamt I gave him the newspaper about his death and he just smiled as if it were funny. When I awoke, I felt like I’ve been somewhere. I didn’t know what to make of this.. I never had a dream like that.
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