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yesterday i dreamt i was going to london to attend a festival, kinda like the british no fun fest with blood stereo, ashtray navigations, green mist, decaer pinga, polly shang kuan band, hototogisu, etc. and i didn't bring enough money or didn't plan the stuff good but the customs guy was being very nice and he even gave me some money in mexican pesos and told me of the great stuff that were going on that week that i should do besides the festival, like attending the first manchester united match of the season.
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