In a dream I found myself in a department store. I walked through the entrance doors and continued walking until I recognized a little bald-headed man to my right. I turned and started toward him. As I drew closer, I noticed he was staring directly into a mirror at the end of the aisle. I couldn't see his reflection in the mirror, but I could clearly see mine. He slowly turned completely around. The entire front section of his body was a mass of complex circuitry.
As he turned and mechanically walked away, he left footprints that seemed to shimmer. Suddenly a man appeared with a mop in his hand. He began mopping up the traces left by the bald-headed man. I yelled at him to stop, but he didn't hear me. The dream ended at this point.
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