It Was A Wednesday Chap.1
The only thing I remember about my dream was that it was a Wednesday. The next day I had exactly the same dream-nothing. All I remember was that, again, it was a Wednesday.
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The only thing I remember about my dream was that it was a Wednesday. The next day I had exactly the same dream-nothing. All I remember was that, again, it was a Wednesday.
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