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lastnight, i dreamt my old irish running buddy invited me to a really expensive hotel & ranted at me for 2 hours, but i wasn't really listening.
we went on the roof of the hotel where it was raining. it was nice up there.
a hotel attendant came into the room & gave me a cigar, then left. the irish guy continued talking without interruption.
the cigar was overhumidified
it wouldn't stay lit and kept cratering, so eventually i threw it out, even though it was expensive as hell.
that's all i remember
