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Vivid dreams from out of nowhere. I was in a mashed up neighborhood of my previous neighborhoods & down the block there was the medical clinic where I kept going to deal with some kind of issue, possibly boredom. My doctor, my actual doctor worked there but seemed upset & frustrated by it, like it wasn't a very good job. Anyhow, I somehow got rabies & needed immediate attention & I was saved from dying horribly at the last minute. This was somehow important to my local fame & prestige which in turn prompted my father Robert Loggia to question why I hadn't followed my older brothers into politics. I promised that now that I had beaten rabies I would sit for alderman.