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Last night I dreamt that I won some fabulous contest, and was awarded with an enormous house and multi-million dollar cheques every day. And I was sitting down at a huge table eating some extravagant meal when I noticed that on the table were photos of all of the prizes that I had won or was going to recieve. The last one was a photo of a document (that looked like a cheque) that said that I would have to trade in my soul for a very large sum of money. Then I became very worried, because for some reason I didn’t have a soul.

Then I was doing laundry and there was a huge lineup of people behind me waiting to use the machine, and I was meticulously measuring and mixing different kinds of powered laundry detergent.

Then I woke up.