Persian shop in the walls of my house

Date: 11/30/2018

I had this dream two night ago I believe. I should have written it down earlier because I’ve already forgotten a lot about it. I remember having just moved to this new town on a hill overlooking this big lake or ocean, living in Duluth must have contributed to this. .. I was living with about 3 or 4 other people in this skinny three story open apartment type thing, like three trailers, maybe a little bigger, stacked on top of one another. After figuring out what room I wanted I settled in and somehow found a 5x5 foot hole in my bedroom wall. Into it was what looked like a nice Persian looking home. I crawled through the hole and found an open suitcase with all sorts of things for sale, crazy impossible objects seemed to flow from the suitcase but there was no one there to pay, so I wandered around the labyrinthian house/shop for a bit until a beautiful woman found me and told me to work for her for $10 per hour. I didn’t know what work was required as it seemed here was no obvious work to be done, but I figured I already make more at the pizza place, so why bother. Plus it would be weird to work at a place on the other side of the hole in my bedroom wall. I left that building and took a walk around the town. It was really pretty, very vibrant colors, everything clean. I end up walking onto a college campus and I’m walking with a girl I don’t know, chatting. The campus looked Greek. Lots of pillars and statues and such. Eventually she grabbed my dick, completely in the open. I was kinda okay with it but we were, again, totally in public. Anther random girl runs up and grabs my dick real fast and runs away before another strange girl does the same thing, really weird. I walk into a bookshop or something like that... coffee shop. When I walked out back down the same path I was previously fondled, I was met with a girl that seemed cute but familiar. We walked and talked for a ways, sipping our coffee. I can’t remember what we talked about but I remember enjoying the conversation. She went to class and I walked around what I believe was the library. Before going in, I look to the water and see increasing dark, fast clouds heading straight for me. I look toward the entrance to the library and there is some other girl, also just looking at the ensuing storm. I mention to her that I’ve never seen clouds move that fast. The wind hits us like a wall and we are thrown into the doors but still had to fight the wind to open the doors of the library. We got in and safe and that all I remember.