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Dream:
P's driving.  I'm in the backseat looking at my teeth in a sunvisor mirror when one falls out. Then another, and another.  Quickly, my hands are covered in blood and teeth and something that looks like a blackened raisin. 
P asks if I'm ok.  I lie and say yes, trying to figure out what to do.
I can *feel* the empty space on my gums with my tongue.
We're in Portsmouth, not too far from Mid-City Shopping Center, and we're looking for a 7-11 because I want a comic book.
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I think the blackened raisin was the original rotten tooth.
Mid-City has been gone for years, raised and turned into a Wal-Mart.
This is what happens when you go to bed with a tooth ache.
I think this is the closest I've come to a nightmare in sometime.  It's the feeling the toothless gum texture that freaks me out.

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