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I was walking with a great friend of mine (Zé.M.) and he was eating some kind of chocolate balls. He was throwing them into the air. I grabbed one and ate it.
It felt strange. My friend looked at me just horrified. I then realized that somehow it wasn't chocolate anymore but a bit of my cat's (Eva) poop . He laughed so hard at me.
I woke myself up laughing. I woke my girlfriend. It was sooo funny.

I was in an elevator going up with some other people. We were plotting some attack on something. Something in the world wasn't right (something about Big Brother, Aldous Huxley kind of thing).
Only when the elevator stopped we noticed that this kind of Mexican guy with a mustache had died. He was our leader I guess. His arms got stuck on a piece of the door that was made of glass. He bled to death.
This was a big big dream that went on forever. I can't remember.

I was in place with a lot of people. it looked like a warehouse.
A lot of girls came in.
One of them look just like this girl Sofia (cousin of a great friend of mine - A.V.) that I haven't seen in a while.
She is different. It isn't exactly her. In some weird way I knew it was her.
We talked for a while (some girls were touching me) and then we left. I believe that i spent some time with some of my friends after (nothing and his girlfriend, Tiago and fat Peter).

I remember riding my bicycle with three other people that looked like Nuns.
I have the feeling that the bikes belong to the church. It looked like a well know road in Lisbon (Praça de Espanha).
We turn right and there's this highly guarded gate where they don't let me in. I feel there's something important there.