No, silly! We're not married
A short dream to analyze:
I was in the japan subway , with my close friend Kali and a nondescript teenager with glasses. We were walking through a dimly lit train tunnel, when the train rushed past, barely missing us. Suddenly, I knew there was something in my pockets. I couldn't find anything, but i knew there was. I asked Kali to look in my pockets for me, and she said, "No, silly! We're not married!" In this childish giggly tone. I don't remember anything else.
Any help?
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