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he came late into the party with 2 pomeranians and asked if i could watch them. these little things were like neon eyeballs or spiders or eggs. they would puff themselves up and dance these little dances and i ended up losing one. a dog in the ocean. my grandfather asks me to gather up all of the chairs from 3 floors below us. i'm in a messy room repacking a bag. i listen to a voicemail message from a lady with a lot of money. she's upset i killed her dog. she just wants to know what happened. i struggle to remember. i think i've been set up.
