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I had a dream. In my dream, I had a magic bottle. It was green. If I put my ear to the bottle, I could hear people. But not just people in the same room as me. I could hear people across the ocean. And if I talked into my bottle, people could hear me. I talked to a girl named Annie about my boy troubles, and she told me my nervous, self-deprecating remarks were the most beautiful thing she'd hear ever heard.