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I dreamed about OftenBen last night. He had a restaurant where he was a quasi-regular, at which for dinner he frequently ordered salads. His special treat, however, was that the kitchen would slap two burger patties on top of his salads, which made them tenable. There was a girl he met there, who'd noticed his burger-salads, and they were going to go on a date. (As for me, I was sitting down to take what was essentially a GRE, but only for math, with 6 or so other people in a classroom setting. As we prepared to start the exam, the proctor poured us all glasses of rose. I remember it was a particularly leggy rose.)