Dream: I met my first love and there were two other women. One of them I remembered - the other one a friend of his, too. And we started recollecting, how we supposedly would have met. Namely at a club, where the two of them were "bouncerines" - one with a bear-costume for some weird reason. And then we lived through this wrong memory - quite like it was for real, in the end, just complete different outer context. Weird. Fragment: Digging around with my grandmother in that stone circle again, where her secret lab was under - nothing more. The biggest problem in this comp was my recall.
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