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I don’t remember much, considering how detailed a dream it was- just remember the end of it before I woke up.

I was with 3 other men. We were a cross between the monolpoly guy and old explorers. It was either November, or a bit before. It was getting cold, and we were trying to predict how areas would be in the snow. We found some flat land next to the water that one of the men and I started sliding on the icy surface. The other two men started walking along the edge of where we were, and the water. Someone mentioned that Jerry Lewis was taking drugs, and now looked like a married man. I noticed that there were two trees on each enf of what I was sliding on, arms reach apart, and started sliding towards them, grabbing them, flipping over, and slingshotting myself to the other. Regardless of it not being possible.

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