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Fuzzy is riding a horse. I am concerned because she is not wearing a helmet.

I'm in bed. On one side of me is my wife Alex. Lying next to me on my other side is a pale, vicious man whose name is Death. He moves his cold hand toward my throat.

I think I am strong enough to attack Death. I bore a hole through his head and he seems to die but then he comes back to life again. He's quite amused. I bite off the end of his finger. It tastes bitter and I spit it out. When Death realises how determined I am he goes away.

I see a number of sexy women of various kinds. They are different images of Alex. I go looking for Alex. When I find her I see that she has drawn on the ground in chalk a picture of one of the women--the one with the skin-tight glomesh dress and enormous breasts.

   


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