Another dream:
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I had driven her to a bleak, industrial part of the city. A wasteland of abandoned buildings.
Even though I didn't recognise this place, it still somehow felt familiar.
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The sky was full of grey clouds with jagged black spires, the concrete was shiny and wet, a light rain was drizzling down, putrid garbage and human waste littered the deserted streets.
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She had a job in a pharmacy in this industrial wasteland.
This is the job she had always had while we were together. It was a part of her life that I never knew. I thought to myself "So this is where you go to work every day."
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It was a grim, fetid and ghostly area, almost like the neglected zones of Detroit. Streets of moldered concrete and foul gutters with brown, rust-coloured streams flowed into rotted sewers.
I drove past barely legible bill posters that were torn and flapping, like peeled skin, from the sides of dilapidated buildings like decaying, gangrenous flags.
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"This is the place" she said, nodding her head in the direction of a looming cluster of tall, blighted buildings. I parked my car in a side street, next to an old, polluted canal.
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She got out of the car and walked ahead of me, her high-set ponytail bopping up and down as she strode purposefully towards the pharmacy. I lost sight of her as I was overcome by my dark, putrefied surroundings.
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Suddenly, I was inside the pharmacy. I was standing behind an aisle and she was near the front counter. It was crowded, with lots of shadowy strangers milling around. I was watching her, but she couldn't see me. I was invisible. She was pouting and looking around the pharmacy, striking poses, as if trying to capture the attention of the faceless customers.
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I felt a mixture of disgust and sadness. "How can you be so happy, spending all of your days in this derelict part of town, working in this dirty, rotting pharmacy?" I thought to myself.
I turned away from her and left the pharmacy. I felt a cold wind hit my face as I walked down the corroded streets towards the old, rancid canal where my car was parked.
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I turned down a street that I thought my car was on, but it wasn't there. I felt a surge of anxiety as I looked for something familiar. I walked up and down the street, searching hopelessly. I eventually came to a chain link cyclone fence.
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Through the mesh, I saw my car parked on the adjacent street. I felt a flood of relief as I walked across a nearby bridge, back to my car and drove away.
![](https://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aUgN3U3znFw/XqYbeNRaGRI/AAAAAAAACn4/GYdRbQZagWsG1plygP41o6kNGVHX74pgACK4BGAYYCw/s400/images.jpg)
I had driven her to a bleak, industrial part of the city. A wasteland of abandoned buildings.
Even though I didn't recognise this place, it still somehow felt familiar.
![](https://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UHIOJtB2-Qw/XqYbqKFGjpI/AAAAAAAACoA/simteStNVTkcZPiywOJfHugLNm_BSNb7wCK4BGAYYCw/s400/220px-Camden_NJ_poverty.jpg)
The sky was full of grey clouds with jagged black spires, the concrete was shiny and wet, a light rain was drizzling down, putrid garbage and human waste littered the deserted streets.
![](https://2.bp.blogspot.com/--QRdBwbSu5M/XqYc1sdrpAI/AAAAAAAACoQ/EFKSjITDREs4laMeV2TWoK5tbxkl1uhEwCK4BGAYYCw/s400/download.jpg)
She had a job in a pharmacy in this industrial wasteland.
This is the job she had always had while we were together. It was a part of her life that I never knew. I thought to myself "So this is where you go to work every day."
![](https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OhEEjbxRzrA/XqYefyMNl7I/AAAAAAAACo0/tetjlDysbLAsJGBHzlr2InoWsm7S5stMgCK4BGAYYCw/s400/images.jpg)
It was a grim, fetid and ghostly area, almost like the neglected zones of Detroit. Streets of moldered concrete and foul gutters with brown, rust-coloured streams flowed into rotted sewers.
I drove past barely legible bill posters that were torn and flapping, like peeled skin, from the sides of dilapidated buildings like decaying, gangrenous flags.
![](https://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_X2lfVPrJhA/XqYeAZhgztI/AAAAAAAACok/5WZNU4QTXq05_BrlhDNrrMDwKMXLGgJwQCK4BGAYYCw/s400/download.jpg)
"This is the place" she said, nodding her head in the direction of a looming cluster of tall, blighted buildings. I parked my car in a side street, next to an old, polluted canal.
![](https://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7V_rcLF35OI/XqYfG3f-HAI/AAAAAAAACpA/gV86wunuzCUoP7seRLgWrn4_NFjq6LLBwCK4BGAYYCw/s400/download.jpg)
She got out of the car and walked ahead of me, her high-set ponytail bopping up and down as she strode purposefully towards the pharmacy. I lost sight of her as I was overcome by my dark, putrefied surroundings.
![](https://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5UINwiQZloE/XqYgB9kasII/AAAAAAAACpM/XsGFLQxtIUcoLac0WY6s56j4jvdpIKhLwCK4BGAYYCw/s400/images.jpg)
Suddenly, I was inside the pharmacy. I was standing behind an aisle and she was near the front counter. It was crowded, with lots of shadowy strangers milling around. I was watching her, but she couldn't see me. I was invisible. She was pouting and looking around the pharmacy, striking poses, as if trying to capture the attention of the faceless customers.
![](https://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JxRIqvHFOzs/XqZtNdDl8xI/AAAAAAAACq4/g2MG2f7x-NsTHcAOfB-eyJ96QdNvfwtnwCK4BGAYYCw/s400/images.jpg)
I felt a mixture of disgust and sadness. "How can you be so happy, spending all of your days in this derelict part of town, working in this dirty, rotting pharmacy?" I thought to myself.
I turned away from her and left the pharmacy. I felt a cold wind hit my face as I walked down the corroded streets towards the old, rancid canal where my car was parked.
![](https://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OW3CxzSHW6U/XqYhftePVpI/AAAAAAAACpY/-YcLMr6mX5s47XERrAPUhpBlJodC9fNbACK4BGAYYCw/s320/53a855feed13b5f00fc0e96a8b752539--abandoned-property-abandoned-detroit.jpg)
I turned down a street that I thought my car was on, but it wasn't there. I felt a surge of anxiety as I looked for something familiar. I walked up and down the street, searching hopelessly. I eventually came to a chain link cyclone fence.
![](https://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qYsG15T2W5k/XqYiU9wYpiI/AAAAAAAACpk/E1zjcYCnfm02mCVPGcjrT1KZogOxWKyigCK4BGAYYCw/s400/download.jpg)
Through the mesh, I saw my car parked on the adjacent street. I felt a flood of relief as I walked across a nearby bridge, back to my car and drove away.