A dream
I never

Wires, practically invisible, are hooked to my belt. I am raised up in the darkness, high in the air. The spotlights turn on and after a moment of blindness I see, far below me, a huge bowl of noodle soup. Udon, I think. I sense a communal inhale from the crowd in the darkness around me. I remove the knife from between my teeth, and begin.

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