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Which reminds me; for some reason, while I was in Vietnam (class of 69-70) I had recurring dreams where an animal would be speaking to me, and I would be replying to whatever it was saying. It would seem perfectly normal until I reached a point in the dream when I became aware that I was having a conversation with an animal. It's been well over forty years, and I can't now be sure of what animals I was talking to, but I believe they were mostly jungle cats.
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