It was the great depression. And there was a dance marathon. Data and I really needed the money, we just had to win this contest. Luckily, I knew Data was a cyborg. I knew that he could dance any dance forever. I let Data know that I knew his secret and he began to choreograph an amazing ballet for us. We danced for hours, pulling off moves not ever seen by our competitors or bystanders. I believe I fell in love with Data that night.
The dream then melted it's way into something about swimming...but the details are gone.
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