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I had a weird dream last night. We were on a field trip to iraq in 1989, and something went down, so we all ended up with plane vouchers. So i went to Czechoslovakia with one of the other classes from there. The teacher from the other class picked us up in a tannus, and i borrowed her car to go to brandenburg gate, and i got to witness the falling of the wall. It was an awesome dream.