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At Vision, my old employer, I'm wearing my funky blue hat without a brim. I'm cocky. I'm doing some work for them. Leaving Vision, I enter clothing store on the same floor. There are expensive soft fabrics for men and women. I think about stealing some things and then tell the clerk I'm there. I pick out some clothes and then return them to their racks. I steal nothing. I leave Vision's floor by going on the roof. Their main entrance is blocked and they've been using this mossy wet slippery path for a long time. At the bottom is a dock, There are helicopter cars in the lot starting their blades. A car/'copter starts up with several people holding the stabilizer blades. It takes off. Then red Saab needs to get some speed before it can take off. It goes to a dirt road, picks up speed, then it is a man on a horse with a woman in a red dress riding cross saddle in his lap. He is going down on her in the horse as they begin to reach air speed. She falls off and he leaps into the air. He is me. I am disappointed that he has dropped the woman. |
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First written Mon, Feb 16, 1998 Last published Wed, Jun 2, 1999 |
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