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Recurring Dream - Essay 2

I've had the same recurring dream again and again since I've taken on my current position as a dry wall-subcontractor..  I'm sitting on a bench in South Carolina with a Guinness in one hand and a cigar in the other.  I'm sitting in the sun watching everybody.  Watching the beautiful people, but it's more than that.  I am one of the beautiful people.  There's no worries about making 

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