I dreamed I was on a long outdoor line for vaccinations. I was the last one. A young woman needed a ride home. I recognized her. We can take you, I said. I live all the way in Richmond. That's fine. Bill went off to get the car. He said if he drove around the river he could park much closer to us. When the girl spoke her mouth was filled with silver pushpins. Most people want to vomit if they come close to me. That is my knack, she said. My knack is remembering faces, I said. I asked the girl her name. Incubus, my mother thought it was a cool name. Mothers, I said. I ran away from home. Me too she said.
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