" You all alone?" Marg asked."Yeah, just me," I replied."Are you camping along the way?" the younger man asked."Some, the plan is to camp a couple of ...ights, then stay in a motel one night." So how in the world do you manage without anybody to bring your equipment?" the older man asked."I have a trailer with a milk crate full of stuff," I replied."How in the world do you get enough supplies in a milk crate," Marge continued. She had obviously decided to put me in my place. She shouldn't have. It was a pretty standard spartan military barracks room. There were two bunk beds, four small chests of drawers and four wall lockers. None of the lockers appeared to be in use so I picked one, unpacked and eventually, over come by the stress of international travel I stripped to my underwear and fell asleep in one of the bunks.As I slept I dreamed. My dreams were a mixture of planes, buses and airports but everywhere my dreams took me, Staff Sergeant Tyler seemed to be there, his. I want you to openyour eyes and watch the television for me." With that Dr. Morgan turnedon the tv set and thus began the semi-subliminal loop of pictures thatshe would have Amanda watch for the next two hours.It was a visual conditioning loop of pictures of handsome men....somefamous, like George Clooney and David Beckham.....others weremodels...some younger....some older.....there were many pictures of menwithout shirts with well-sculpted bodies...some very big....somethin......close-ups on. There are considerably more than 3,000 w-dimensions, so it's certain that I was not the first person to have merged (this logic is wrong as the dimensions aren't independent, but it's simple and the conclusion is roughly correct for more complicated reasons, so I'm using it as is).Merging once is useful, but its effects aren't profound. What is far more important is whether anyone has merged at least twice. The first merge just requires luck, while the second merge requires a completely.