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Dream #1

There was a fashion show. The announcer spoke about the new fashion line, the name of which I can't remember. The name was kind of long, like a phrase or a whole sentence. But when the view (my view? a camera's view?) panned across the stage, all I could see was a field of waist high, orange and green grass sectioned in a few places by concrete paths. Possibly the outfits were just invisible, or possibly the fashion was supposed to be the field itself, some kind of statement as opposed to actual clothing.