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Not bad but messy. Gotta write or I keep mixing up my dreams later.
I'm at a tobacconist's to buy stamps or something. The lady is kind, but there's an obnoxious guy, loud, he makes stupid jokes, the kind of guy I hate. At one point I get convinced he hid a red purse I had, just to make a prank. I say nothing and resolve to talk to the lady later. Also because I'm in doubt whether he actually took it or I misplaced it as usual.
I end up in a sort of open-air fair among hills. I made friends with the lady and she, or another lady who may be German or something, is watching TV and taping things because she's worried that she won't manage to see them. One of these shows is an historical series, and i manage to see the beginning in which they say they won't be talking about Theodoric. Since the series is set in the 800s, it makes some sense. But the lady tells me she has taped something on the subject and will give it to me.
The fair is decidedly difficult to reach... the paths are all steep, and where shall we put the cars?
But there's the house of this lady, I think, which is a welcoming place. I even manage to have a shower, though I have to share the room with another girl. But all the while I'm thinking about how to recover my purse. |