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My heart stopped when I saw this. Last night I dreamed I was walking the streets of Tokyo. I couldn’t hear a sound, but I listened to a Billie Holiday song in its entirety. Songs always play in my sleep. I once read that the brain never forgets an image. Maybe it’s the same with sounds. Maybe it’s the same with everything. 

My heart stopped when I saw this. Last night I dreamed I was walking the streets of Tokyo. I couldn’t hear a sound, but I listened to a Billie Holiday song in its entirety. Songs always play in my sleep. I once read that the brain never forgets an image. Maybe it’s the same with sounds. Maybe it’s the same with everything. 


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