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Vincent. Tiptree forest

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Wednesday, August 9 2017

We were outside this time, in Tiptree forest, going for a walk, holding hands. Vincent seemed nervous, looking around as if in fear; I remembered him mentioning agoraphobia and took off my hat and put it on his head to give him an illusion of a roof over his head. There were weird plants with orange berries everywhere and swans in the lake. I was leading him to the edge of the forest, wanting to both sit under the oaks and hug while watching the fields, and also lay him down in the grass and &ls

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Toys, boys and the power of my voice

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Sunday, July 16 2017

Summer, English countryside. I’m a guest in a posh mansion, spending most of the time entertaining the lady of the house by playing music and engaging in intelligent conversation. The dream is unusually filled with sound – music, birdsong through the open French door, the sound of my own voice that seems to flow untamed and unobstructed. Afterwards I say my goodbyes to the lady of the house and go to staff quarters to return the violin I’ve been playing. A middle-aged m

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Fluffies

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Sunday, July 2 2017

I’m in a little seaside town that I think is Walton-on-the-Naze. I’m slowly making my way through a crowded, tobacco smoke filled hall, looking for someplace to sit down, but can’t find any. The overall atmosphere is one of nervous expectation. I hear someone say that George Ezra is here; I pay it little attention, but catch a glimpse of him over the crowd when I’m making my way out through the dark corridors. Then it’s some weeks later and I get a chance to mee

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Shameless

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Saturday, July 1 2017

(There was some pre-history of me working in a field with various men, including twin Ruuds, but I don’t remember it that well.) 1. I’m walking towards the school and am just turning the corner to Crest road when I run into the most handsome man who’s walking the same way with his grandparents. His grandmother seems to think we’re acquainted and takes his grandfather by the hand and quickens the pace to give us some privacy to talk. We do so, reluctantly and awkwardly

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The bait

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Wednesday, June 21 2017

  Summer, deserted Hometown. There are no people around, but lots and lots of dogs everywhere. I’m walking along the 18th street with Pascal trying not to step on the dogs. He seems very happy to see them and wants to draw them. I watch him sit on the stairs of a storefront and sketch a collie. Then it’s getting dark and all the dogs are curling up to sleep right there on the street. I’m alone, it’s getting harder to see. I turn the corner to Mitau street and

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Alien gardens and cosplay tots

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Monday, June 12 2017

Sunny summer day, Hometown. Again, I know that the Earth has been invaded by vegan aliens, although I don’t see them. I’m walking down the Tuck street with an unfamiliar blonde woman who seems strangely clueless to me. The street is actually not there anymore – all streets seem to be converted to vegetable gardens as far as I can see. The paths on both sides of the street are planted with grass, but I can see that the concrete edges are still there and they don’t look old

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Alex. The fundraiser

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Tuesday, June 6 2017

I had been swimming in a forest lake, but now I’m out, dressed in a white bathrobe and carrying a towel. I walk thought the wooden door that stands in a red brick frame amid the pine trees and find myself in a huge shopping mall. I know it’s the Riverside mall in Chelmo, although it does not look familiar. There are guys from the fight club offering services for money. I see Andrew Bubble taking photos of people. He’s leaning over the railings on the top floor to take p

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Smuggling otters

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Sunday, May 28 2017

  2. I was in a swamp, standing in about a foot deep clear brown water. It was late evening, but I could clearly see the moss, sticks and dead leaves at the bottom of the pool. The pool was full of small white stingrays, none bigger than my hand. Then I saw an otter swim past and in my head heard a woman’s voice in Latgalian telling me a story about how otters had gone extinct in Latgalia and how she smuggled some in from Poland. She mentioned kolkhoz, which suggested it happened n

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Alex. The Summer Show

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Saturday, May 20 2017

6. I had been tricked into going into a dark labyrinthine building to watch a performance called The Summer Show. Admission price was one spoon that I had taken from gran’s kitchen. The show was captivating, although it mostly involved following a choir along the dark corridors; the music they sang sounded like Corvus Corax – men’s voices accompanied by distant drums. All the singers had their heads wrapped in black fabric, but they seemed to know where to go without lookin

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See?

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Tuesday, May 16 2017

I was travelling the Apiary side of Hometown, looking for a missing girl. I knew nothing of her, except that she was missing. While travelling on buses and staying in a hotel by the lake, I saw three random people reading Miss Fisher’s Murder Mysteries. Then there was a tiger hiding in the tool shed behind the hotel and eating the piglets, which could not be allowed to continue. The shed and pigsty were located in a small backyard and the only way to get there was down a long flight of

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