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of trains, and roller-coasters, and people.

a conversation with one of my students in the van this morning

say pow-poa.

pow-poa.

it's a city.

a real city?

in my dreams it's a real city.

what's in this city, buddy? what's in pow-poa?

trains?

it's a city of trains?

yeah.

what color are the trains?

don't know... all different colors.

is there anything else in pow-poa?

roller-coasters.

wow. what color are the roller-coasters?

don't know... red. red and blue.

no black roller-coasters?

no. black engines.

are there people in your city?

yeah.

so there are trains, roller-coasters and people in pow-poa?

yeah. it's in my dreams. i dreamed that there were cats there. i dreamed that a dog bit me.

in pow-poa?

no, different dream. say pow-poa.

pow-poa.

[smiles] i love my dreams.

10:41 pm - 02.12.03

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