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This woman kind of looked like Sharon Stone
is that there was this woman
well, I think this corporate lady killed her.
I have no evidence of this,
and I could just take her place
I had to remember that, Stephanie Mason,
I know she took Stephanie’s passport
as like her assistant, or her lackey,
But the next thing I knew I was in Vegas,
Apparently Stephanie loved poker like mad,
They thought I was Stephanie Mason,
Well, everyone else in the world apparently
so I looked down at the card and said,
employee there, because I’m Sharon
playing a game in Vegas I’ve never played before.
So I said I was fine with just watching,
and started playing. One person to my left
I was being a private eye or something,
someone I knew form my old job,
with me before but I can’t remember
so I motioned for him to greet me in a hug,
to these people
but the next thing I remember is that the woman
“You know, the only reason you’re around here
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Dreams 04/26/06, Stephanie Mason
I don’t know how I got into this situation,
but all I can guess is that this woman,
who was apparently a high-ranking corporate official,
took a liking to me.
from Basic Instinct Two, with long straight blonde hair,
but what I think really happened
somewhere in the company,
a lower ranked employee that no one really knew
but for some reason I think she killed her
because she told me I looked exactly like her
and no one would know the difference.
This woman’s name was Stephanie Mason,
because that’s who I was becoming.
and doctored it so I could take her place,
and I was supposed to travel with her
or her friend. I don’t know.
I don’t remember the flight, but I was there,
and everyone was meeting up to play poker.
so I was suddenly walking to a poker table
with another lackey form the corporation.
and someone dealt out one card face down for me,
and I was supposed to do something.
knows how to play poker,
everyone thought I loved poker
“You know, I don’t feel like playing now.”
Which kind of shocked the other corporate
and I apparently couldn’t live without poker,
but I thought, there’s no way I aan fake
and the other guy played, and then
more people from the corporation showed up
said they were watching me
just look around at everyone, like
and I said I was just watching everything as it happened,
that’s all. And then
someone who knew me,
I think thy guy actually worked at Talcott
what he did or what his real name was, well,
he saw me and was about to say my name,
so our faces could be closed and I could tell him
to call me Stephanie, that’s my name
sitting on my right, form the corporation
also playing poker leaned over and said to me,
is because the head lady likes you.”
And I felt bad that people just didn’t like me.
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