Date: 4/20/2016
By xoe
🍢🍡🍢🍡 Work. Across the warehouse Gabby is talking to me. Two strangers standing by a locked door. Gabby keeps talking, ignoring them. Finally. I ask what they want. They want to get into the back before the @vultures@ arrive. They want tall skinny speaker cabinets, well really just the fabric for the front. Nightmare. Bike riding with kids. Fun. But end up where City Gardens used to be. We are stuck there after dark. All boarded up buildings, and empty lots and chairs lining the roadway. Like some sort of spectacle happens. Dog fights. People fights to the death. No way out, but to fight. We aren't going to make it. Someone offers to hide us. No way out. The chairs along the road has occurred several times in my dreams. Spectators on the path. They are not friendly. They want blood and violence and humiliation. They also alert when cops are coming. Why the empty chairs? Warning of possible problem area on path?