I don't know if it's the melantonin or the fact that I've felt ooky the last couple days but this time my dreams cooked up the fact that I was a pregnant assassin who snapped someone's neck because they were going to try and kill a member of my family after they'd re-nigged on a deal (it was either for guns or drugs, I can't remember)... then it
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