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I had a Joseph Conrad dream last night... it was very odd, because it wasn't
JAKE, but he was in Jake's clothes. He was walking away from me, dressed in
his newsie wear, with a frown on his beautiful little face and his eyes were
really dull. I saw him walk away, and I started to follow him from behind.
This large mirror appeared in front of us, and I could see his reflection in
it. He was really upset for some reason... So I reached out to touch the back
of his neck (I have this thing with guy's necks. don't. ask.) and I couldn't
do it. My hand just won't extend towards the boy. Then he collapsed and
started the sob right in front of me. It was very depressing...
I wonder what
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