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I was alone, driving to Chicago for some event I can no longer remember clearly, but I believe involved dining somewhere. I parked in a townhouse area south of downtown and walked to my event. I'm wearing casual, travel-in-the-wilderness clothes: a faded red canvass shirt over a white t-shirt, walking shoes. There's a downtown emergency of some sort. It feels like riot or other violence. I'm walking quickly, but I'm lost. I can't remember where my car is parked. There are crowds walking around me. I'm in my tough city girl walk. Eye contact confident, body posture strong. I'm walking over a ramp and there's a long white multi-story building in the distance with a clock tower. Then I run into a man. He says I have the power for initiation. In his hand is a "
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