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It was such a strange dream!
I was certain about everything.
I could see everything so clearly.
I knew what things were, what they were for, and what they weren’t.
The world was made up of clear-cut objects, discrete and definable, each in its rightful place – including me.
It was the late ’90s, right at the height of the dot-com boom. I was working in te…
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