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2003-02-25 - 10:29 p.m.

Weird book store dream

Last night I had a dream that I was in a bookstore. On the shelves were all the same books that you would normally expect, but beside each book was a huge array of other versions of the book. Each new version was a revision, or edit, or expansion, or re-interpretation written by a celebrity.

There was a nine-volume set of some book (I think it was an E.M. Forster book, but I don't remember) by Benicio Del Toro.

There was a thousand-page version of The Two Towers, written by Tom Arnold, all in gaelic.

This kind of thing went on and on. It was like every conceivable version of a book, by every conceivable author were all crammed into this one book store.

In my dream, I was delighted by the prospect.

Today, I'm just weirded out.

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