Last night I dreamt (in part) that I went to the Olympics, but there was only one event. It was called “track.” Each competitor had to do a front flip, swim in a circle, and then do a triple jump out of the pool. The scoring was subjective, and the athletes were all middle-aged English gentlemen in sweater vests. Quite a civilized sport.

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