I just woke up from a dream about getting a speeding ticket in Maine for doing 22 MPH in a 20 MPH zone (on a looooong, straight, downhill stretch, one lane each way with a median, after I had made two U-turns to get out of the way of faster cars behind me ... who turned out to be unmarked police cars). In the dream, my mother was following me, and we both got tickets. We had to follow the police to ... I'm not sure whether it was a police station or a courthouse ... and fill out very confusing paperwork (which I was asking a question about when I woke up). It wasn't until after I woke up that I realized the friendly but absolutely firm senior officer had a rural Virginia accent, despite conversational clues that she'd lived in Maine all her life.
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... was anyone naked?
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