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Dream.

Engine. We're building an engine for something. Randy, Clint and myself. It's an old style engine with a vent, flywheel, main combustion section and two large belts spinning round. I know the names of all the parts as I saw a similar one in a book earlier in the dream. I'm in charge of adding the lemon juice - I have to cut and squeeze half a lemon for each cup of fuel I put in, I have a knife, sieve and towel. It's tricky and messy work. There's a lively discussion as to where we're going to get rid of the old lemons. Clint wants to dump them outside a shop. Finally I suggest landfill, 'I mean,' I say, 'they just decompose, right?' They both stare at me.