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I had a dream in which I'm not entirely sure whether I was actually a participant, or watching a television show, or reading a book.  At any rate, my POV was that of Simon, on the outskirts of some happenings, to wit: Owen and some dame had a kid, and the kid got stolen, and unbeknownst to them Simon/I was working to get the kid back for them. 

When the kid first got stolen the dame's first idea was to give Owen sympathy sex or something.

At the time at which I woke up, I was riding a train to a place where the kid was likely to have been hidden, and doing a crossword puzzle one of the answers to which was "OXFORD COMMA, MISS."