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I dreamt that I was in a large, oddly constructed building. A party was going on in one of the rooms. A beautiful dark haired woman took my hand and led me into a sort of boiler room. Pipes were going everywhere, with no logical connections. I thought that if only I could look closely enough, I might be able to discern some sort of coherent structure. As I looked closer, I began to see shapes in the pipes, images and memories from my life. Eventually, I realized that the whole building was an allegory for my life, and that was why it was so familiar. I turned to thank the woman for bringing me here, and we kissed. As she led me to a bedroom, I woke up.