8th Grade in Springfield MO, woke up from a dream, my best friend who lived in rural KS (we got into an argument they day I returned home from my summer visit), came to me in a dream saying "It's OK Rick, you were right." Just as he faded, the phone rang, my mom answered, before she could say anything, I said "Jeff's dead, isn't he?" He died in a car accident a few minutes before.

A 6' 9"white American Male, handsome, son of a supermodel, son of a billionaire and a president of the most powerful country in the world. Mind blown. Dude won the lotto.

Use Codeberg ;)

Found at a garage sale in Nebraska