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Dream.

I inherit 'The Working Gentlemen's club'. It's a mile offshore on the beach and the path floods except for an hour twice a day. I'm hammering signs along the path pointing to it. There are problems, I've set up a catering team but they're selling 'friendship pie' (which appears to be pizza slices) for £16 a slice. I think I'll have to fire them. I've also learnt a magic word that allows teleportation anywhere. You say the word and the place and puff! You appear there. (There's a scientific, quantum explanation). I teleport to the WGC but instead find myself under a sheet with a strange woman in a cold room. In the corner is a huge deranged man, screaming in his sleep.

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