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One Of Two
I had two dreams last night I wanted to remember but the first of them has escaped me. Here's the second.
I'm an inmate at a Reform School and have been given the job of stripping wallpaper from the rooms in the attic. Another inmate- older and bigger than me- steps in and removes the plaster as well- revealing an ancient wall with blind arches in it. I am aghast, afraid I'll get into trouble for exceeding orders. "Lets put it to the Governor" the other guy suggests. "He'll take your side because your crimes were less heinous than mine- though the drug dealer you were involved with did die eventually." By now I'm coming round to his way of thinking. The wall with the blind arches is very much to my taste. "What can be more heinous than murder?" I ask...
I'm an inmate at a Reform School and have been given the job of stripping wallpaper from the rooms in the attic. Another inmate- older and bigger than me- steps in and removes the plaster as well- revealing an ancient wall with blind arches in it. I am aghast, afraid I'll get into trouble for exceeding orders. "Lets put it to the Governor" the other guy suggests. "He'll take your side because your crimes were less heinous than mine- though the drug dealer you were involved with did die eventually." By now I'm coming round to his way of thinking. The wall with the blind arches is very much to my taste. "What can be more heinous than murder?" I ask...