1. I read something in the newspapers about the number of hippopotami in New York City decreasing because of their difficulty in reproducing under conditions there. Then I'm swimming in the Hudson River. A couple of hippos come in. There are sensations of floating with the current and watching the tops of the hippos. I looked down and noticed that I had a vagina. It's quite a pleasant feeling. There's somebody in swimming with me. Maybe it's Audrey. Maybe it's Carol Walich. I see we're approaching a waterfall, and I have a brief scare that maybe we're above Niagara Falls. Then I find that I can swim very easily to shore. Then we're in a hotel room in New York City. I don't know who it is, though, that's with me.