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+title: Apartheid wedding
+dream: dated
+date: 2022-10-01
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+I was at some kind of wedding party for a couple I didn't know, it was being hosted in some kind of swimming bath type complex where all the rooms were connected by differently sized and shaped swimming pools and diving in and out of them and swimming to get to other rooms was perfectly normal.
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+My grandad and an old black man I didn't know had been having a chat all day and had otherwise gotten on quite well. They had a disagreement though surrounding appartheid, I don't remember which side argued for what but the other man called my grandad an *employer* as though it was one of the gravest of insults.
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+The wedding group was roughly split 50/50 male and female however there was only a single toilet for each group of 60 plus people so a queue was forming outside the ladies room, eventually they decided they couldn't wait and started using the gents bathroom as well which nobody seemed to mind.
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+title: Stegosaurus Jeremy
+dream: dated
+date: 2022-10-09
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+Jeremy was a stegosaurus living in an otherwise perfectly functional stegosaurus community and a dinosaur themed world. He was fairly meek and ineffective and would compete with his neighbours over trivial things that had no bearing on life at large. Such as woodworking DIY projects in his front garden, frantically sawing through wood with the first and shavings flying up around him.
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+His actual job and real passion however was space as this world was locked in bloody competition with a faceless enemy on another world. For some reason, at one point Jeremy was flying his fighter ship (just stood near a window, like a bored house cat, no seats or cockpits involved) alone in the cosmos when he was ambushed by the faceless foe.
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+He tried retreating but wouldn't have made it back to the safety of his home planets orbit so he took a chance and flew to the home world of the calclons, a mysterious cybernetic race that nobody had seen or heard anything from for hundreds of years. As he approached a single enormous ship came up to meet him and the faceless foes backed off.
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