I have been having several dreams about my upcoming photo session. Including last night's, in which I showed up at the location and it was built on top of a ski run, only no snow, just lights, and a cardboard cut-out of a body with the face missing. It was nighttime. All I had to do, to my relief, was strike a pose in said cardboard cut-out and make pouty-lips. And still the director was screaming at me, accusing me of not being a giving and generous ensemble member. There were two other models. One was blond. Despite the pressure, I took the best pictures of my life.
Hmm...What does this mean? Please to interpret.
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