Dream from last night…

Dream from last night that I must make true. A balding man is sitting at an outdoor dinner table on a balcony. No clothes on except for a bath towel. Nearby music is playing, and he is sobbing the lyrics. At the end of the song he stands up, shakes his fist at the sky and screams angrily, “YOU SON-OF-A-BITCH”! Surrounding people stop and stare.

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