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who tried to bring this in here?
Some people have the gift of telling dreams so that, instead of a confusing mish-mash of incomprehensible (often even to them) signifiers, you instead get a well-turned, strange tale.
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And so can Little Springtime--at least, she just did:
I dreamed we drove to Russia, and there were bears everywhere. We got to a train station, and there were bears there, too, and I said, "I'm sure glad we didn't bike." And then the customs people stopped us and one of them held up a potato and said, "Who tried to bring this in here?" And I said, "Are potatoes not indigenous to Russia?" And there were these magnificent fur coats, and I wanted to buy one, but I wasn't sure of the price conversion from rubles to dollars--like is a ruble half a dollar? Or twice a dollar? And so I tried to Google the conversion rate, but the results I got were totally unhelpful--like how many dollars to the pound, and how many pounds in a stone.
Don't try to smuggle potatoes into Russia
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Conversations with border monitors are the very proper stuff of nightmare and of strange sequence.
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I love that image of the soldiers riding bears!
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That's wonderful.
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I dreamt that Norway was a Belarus-style dictatorship.
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