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The dream started with my parents, Deuce and I at the house of a Korean family I didn't know. I got the impression it was just dinner but we were given rooms to take naps prior to it. This was the last I saw of Deuce but more on that later.

I apparently was first to wake up. I went down stairs and opened a door letting out two rabbits who somehow I knew were one of each gender. They were the most affectionate rabbits I have ever met. Almost cat-ish that way.

Soon the others woke up and it was time for dinner. The character of Deuce was now played by a woman I've been talking quite a bit about lately. As we sat down at the table, she was quite impressed by the production. I said something to the affect of "They go all out."

Then our hostess was upset I wasn't sitting at the "ocean place setting." I woke up before I could find it.

Here's some context: 1. My parents are going to Korea at the end of the month. 2. I had just talked with Deuce about coming to see me some time. 3. I've been missing that woman recently and then played several rounds of Muppet Uno and The Great Dalmouti (think non-alcoholic Asshole) with her and others last night. At one point, I was the Great Dalmouti and she was the Lesser Peon which essentially made her "my bitch."

The rest of it makes no sense.

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