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last night i had a dream that i woke up in a bed (not mine) with a mother (not mine again, just a generic mother) attached to my side like a slug, and i pulled it off in terror. it started oozing towards me and i was sliding away from it on my back, throwing empty soda cans at it, screaming "literary reference! literary reference!" i woke up for real thinking about phillip roth, although i'm not entirely sure why.