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The Robbery
I visit you in dreams, and my visit is always unexpected. I’m always excited and more than a little apprehensive. . In dream variations, your reactions shuffle like poker cards - you’re surprised and pleased, or wary, or even politely disappointed. . Dreams can be a harsh mirror and as in real life, my emotions are poorly protected. . Brushstrokes of truth hide behind the tricksy falsehoods of dream-scapes. After all, I’m an unworthy suitor in practically every way. . In the real world, I’m sure early, favorable impressions would fade to inevitable boredom. I have that effect on adults - I’ve seen it - a quick nod and I’m invisible. . I should be a bank robber - “What did the robber look like?” the police would ask. “Well... the teller would say,” fading off to vagueness. . I could stand right there looking at my phone. “Did YOU see anything?” The cop would ask me. “I was playing candy crush...” I’d begin, but the cop would walk distractedly away. . By the time they got the video evidence, I’d be long gone.
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