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Last night I was in a large open-air bar with various people I recognized from different times in my life. We were all trying to remember the last few lines to the song "Sittin' on the Dock of the Bay" by Otis Redding. I kept plugging my ears and trying to sing it to myself to see if I could remember, but I drew a blank every time. The whole bar seemed to be in on the task. No one could think of how to finish the song.