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Dave got me a special gift for my graduation. At my dinner party, for the immediate family he asked me if I had a spirit animal. I told him normally I'd identify with a canine species, but I had a somewhat prophetic dream just the night before, in which a white Buffalo had appeared to me from the dense fog. He almost fell out of his chair before producing a small statue of a white Buffalo with one and a half turquoise horns, one of which had been damaged in transit.

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