A woman and I were in the backseat of the car. She was brunette, a little overweight. She wore big round glasses. She looked a little frumpy. I don't know her relationship with me. Perhaps my wife. A woman was driving us to the airport. I felt like we knew her, but I don't know how. She had long blond straight hair. I only remember her from the back.
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