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I must admit I remember one Cellar dream. For some reason we were all meeting somewhere, and each dwellar had his/her own booth, like a convention. And it was huge, not unlike a Chinese job fair. I was looking for one person in particular, and I saw him. He had on a hat with his name on it. Not his real name, his Cellar name. That's all I remember. Oh, and then we had wild sex. Yeah.
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