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I dreamt in a cinematic way of a beachside housing event. While a self-proclaimed root beer connoisseur described his home-brew as 'the best ever' and had a chug of said brew after pouring dish soap on a big stack of undercooked bacon at what seemed to be a house party, a greened eyed dominatrix threatened a black woman with a peculiarly elongated and gem-studded comb. Behind her stood four women, three white and one black. They were in a room in what may have been a different house from the one inhabited by the root beer drinking, soap-bacon eating party goer. The room faced the ocean and was perched about 20 feet from the beach sand where a white man in shorts and a white button up conversed with another black woman wearing a dress about things I can't remember. It was an odd, inconclusive dream.