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Last week I had yet another Neil Gaiman dream.

I dreamed (and this is fuzzy now, and was much more detailed a few days ago but I wanted to note a couple of things down) that someone who had met Neil Gaiman before had told me the answer to question he always asked people. The answer was a French phrase, and I remembered it. When I met him at some kind of reading or signing he asked the question and sure enough, I gave the correct answer. As a reward, he gave me three small coins. One was Russian, one was from a mediterranean country (Italy or Greece) and one was from someplace else. The Russian coin was some kind of polished black stone – obsidian? – with gold lettering on it. It was really neat.