In last night's dream, I was hanging out with Martin Luther King, Jr. We were on the same bus(!) and walked to the same small community grocery store. He was meeting a friend there, and they sat at a table and talked while I did my shopping. MLK kept glancing over at me with a radiant smile. I knew it was him not only because of his face but
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