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I was in Penn Station. Everyone was walking around, easily pushing around huge stone spheres with their feet. Everyone just walked with them. Most of them were smooth...they looked like marble. They were big. The size of beach balls. Everyone just pushed them easily along with their toes, and they pretty much went where they wanted them to. I didn't have one. Then I ended up in this sort of basement part of Penn Station. I mean, Penn Station is pretty much the basement already, but this was some other weird part. It had this huge fountain looking thing. Penster and Rlic, owners of The Dating Game were there. They were telling me that it was time for me to get my big stone ball. It was all rough on the edges, and it didn't roll nicely at all. I had to keep on chasing it around to keep it from getting away from me. And I wouldn't touch it, only kick it. And chase it. They told me the only way to get all smooth and easy to control like everyone else's was to keep on rolling it everywhere with me, and to wear away the sharp edges. Some weird life analogy thing. I have to "get the ball rolling" or something.
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