Night of November 4, 2011
Queens, New York
A nice, refreshing day out in the city. My lonely stroll is enjoyable as I just take the sights in. And then it hits me, I know where I am!
I know that I am in a dream so I start doing the improbable. I want to 'Hulk Out', and so I proceed to run into the middle of the street against the oncoming traffic. I patiently wait for the impact and proceed to try to punch the cars away as they approach. Trouble is they keep swerving out of the way and I cannot get a clean shot on a vehicle. I am starting to get frustrated and try running into them at a faster rate but they still dodge my Pacquaio haymakers. I get frustrated and continue on my way.
I find some open space and decide that I want to try flying. I prepare myself for ascent and slowly catch the rhythm to launch. My second try is successful and I am airborne over the small buildings. I am moving at a very slow pace but I am glad that I am flying again!
Now that I am flying, I am alerted about a criminal activity. I think, "Do I really have to help here?" Well, I proceed to see the bald assailants and they scurry away while dropping diamonds behind them.
What's next?
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