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That reminds me of my dream last night. It would make a GREAT book. There was this famous criminal and this investigator who was trying to figure out who he was, almost to the point of obsession. He actually had two guys in mind, and couldn't figure out between them who was the actual criminal. There was also something about how the criminal shaved his facial hair to look a certain way (a full beard, except the chin was shaved... so like a fu manchu, plus mutton chops). Anyway, this investigator even made his facial hair the same to try and understand the guy. When I woke up, I realized the end of the book: The investigator turns out to actually be the criminal, but doesn't realize it. Can I still write it, if I just told you the end?
Ooh, write it! But it is a little alarming that your dream is like an episode of criminal minds. If you don't want to write the book, maybe you can turn it into a screenplay.
Um, that sounds like a pregnancy dream. Alyson!?!?!? :)
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