Um...Whoah.
First off: that was damn affecting.
Next, the filter of listening to the Sex Pistols whilst reading it added to the surrealism of the whole thing.
Then, there's the experience of seeing my name with "Hitler" as a suffix, which, I must admit, is a new one for me. Not sure how I feel about that.
To be honest, dream interpretation is far from my specialty. My own dreams are horribly pedestrian: doing homework, finding rare records, going to concerts. The ones which might mean something are few and far between, and I can't even scratch the surface of them.
Dude, you're a better writer than I suspect you think you are. This, as well as the story that you wrote about yourself, the rich kid and the slutty girl are really well put together.
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