Wolf
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I'm walking down an all white hallway that seems to go on forever. I'm wearing the classic, linen, all white, stereotypical architect's outfit, and the wind is blowing across me as if I were on a beach. Suddenly, there is a mirror on the hallway wall, and when I stop to look in the mirror, my teeth are perfectly white, shiny, and straight.
End of dream.
End of dream.