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My dream fairy had her knickers in a knot last night.

I had acquired some explosives from a sporting goods store, like REI. I hung out with some friends, and I don’t remember who these people were. I was in Sunrise Mall, an old mall built with 70s interior design sensibilities. Needless to say, I found it unattractive. These explosives looked like tiny crystal cherry bombs, with a cute little wick. However, one didn’t need to light the bomb.

As I was leaving, I drop one of these little explosives inside the mall. As I walked out of the mall, I dropped another one by a planter. I remember feeling void of emotion , and mostly curious about what would happen.

Then I don’t remember what I did between then and the explosion, but there I was, driving in Sta-Puft the marshmallowmobile, and viewing the wreckage. Tons of firemen and police everywhere. I was mortified yet curious, and feeling very remorseful. I told myself I had to turn myself in. I felt sick that I would do such a thing.

And then I woke up. Ugh.
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