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Date: 2/9/2017

Started sometime in the past. I'm a friend who takes on being a realtor to a dear old lady to sell her crumbling mansion complete with ballrooms, etc. I frolic around like this for a while as a social butterfly. Second part was more modern. I'm staying with my mom and grandma where we sell old Palauan remedies out of the back of the house. I'm driving around an old volkswagen type clunker. One trip involves me going to a tattoo parlour that doubles as a sno cone/ice cream shop. After a dramatic parallel parking job in which I just end up sqeezing my car into a space I go in through the back and sit behind the counter helping the girl ring me up and flirting with a tattoo artist. I leave quickly to check on my illegally parked car, it's fine, I get in to leave, locking my door behind me as I always do. Immediately some masked thugs start to break into my car, surprised when I'm inside and start honking/yelling/driving away. Third act continues with the volkswagen timeline. I'm working at a shitty pasty type restaurant where I run into K and a bunch of hipsters constantly. A couple of whom are always trying to use my car as storage or something before I could lock it up, side note, I always have the single key in my pocket along with my pos blackberry. End at the beach at some sort of reunion gathering. Lot of strange sea/land creatures, so of course I'm scared and spend the time wandering from person to person and hiding from various family members who are trying to force me to interact with nature. Wake up.