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content/aside/dreams/1.md

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+---
+date: 2019-12-21
+type: single
+back: /jay/3
+---
+
+[![A dream](/dreams/1.png)](/dreams/1.png)

content/aside/dreams/2.md

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+---
+date: 2019-12-21
+type: single
+back: /poet-and-mystic/8
+---
+
+[![A dream](/dreams/2.png)](/dreams/2.png)

content/aside/dreams/3.md

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+---
+date: 2019-12-21
+type: single
+---
+
+[![A dream](/dreams/3.png)](/dreams/3.png)

content/jay/03.md

@@ -13,7 +13,7 @@ It was a perfect punishment. My dad lamented once that he couldn't send me to my
 
 I hadn't thought of it that way.
 
-The bench, though, was perfect. It faced a dining table, and across from that, the computer which was kept powered off. No reading. No talking. No moving from the bench. If more than one of us were in trouble at the same time, no looking at each other; we sat on opposite ends.
+The bench, though, was perfect. It faced a <a class="pulse" href="/aside/dreams/1">dining table</a>, and across from that, the computer which was kept powered off. No reading. No talking. No moving from the bench. If more than one of us were in trouble at the same time, no looking at each other; we sat on opposite ends.
 
 When he started taking up martial arts, he brought Zach and I with him. He thought...well, I don't know what he thought. That it would make us men? That it would teach us to defend ourselves?
 

content/poet-and-mystic/008.md

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 Now, it's just me, alone, quiet, thinking
 of you by the shore, forever drinking
 of sweet water.</div>
+
+<a class="pulse" href="/aside/dreams/2">From a dream.</a>