Okay so I had this dream. My family and Matt and I were all getting ready to travel somewhere. (I think it was Disneyland) and we had to go to this one desert bus barn place. We were standing in front of this wall of doors with numbers on them. We asked this black lady who barely spoke English, and she told us angrily that we needed door number 4.
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