LIBERTY DREAMS

Dearest Midge,

It is with great sadness and fright that I send you this message. Last night, moments before I fell into my unsettling slumber after hearing of your illegitimate father Gregory's death, I dreamt that we had graduated MPPACR, fast forwarded some ten years into adulthood, and were on our way to rescue that strange girl from dirty money - Pearl S. Dunbar (of the Boston Dunbars) from incarceration. PS - Please give your mother Alma, and the entire Materossa family my condolences.

Now, I don't put it past her involvement with child abduction for fifteen minutes of fame and glory, but why were we helping her? I seem to recall acknowledging her presence a scant twenty minutes in my entire 3 years here at L'Academie. As far as I know, you've given her less face time than that.

Could it be that it is in our best interest to befriend this friendless hairy-armed socialite? Although I've heard nothing but pseudo-niceties when it comes to her carriage and misdemeanors, I don't know if I can bear witness to her bouts of overacting, sustenance issues and freakish financial accuracy. What do you think?

I'm trying to put into practice all the learnings Prof. Ginsberg Mueller-Stahl instilled in us during our Sleep Therapy outing at the Wilsonville Nudist Colony, by examining the meaning behind the dream. The first thing that came to mind was that this furry girl needs our assistance, tout suite.

Let's discuss. A first step might be to invite her to band tryouts. I do remember her mentioning she adored Journey. That's a great start, don't you think?

Peace, love and girl power.

Liberty BV.

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