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Once again at my friend Zilla's home, actually her mom's. I go outside on the neighborhood for a walk and find lots of new shoes from a shop discarded by the dumpster. Some are still in the original boxes, but I will need bags to carry them with me. My friends, Zilla and Licas, they come by and we arrange to go get bags at home to rescue those shoes. At some point I am there guarding it so that no one else takes it and a couple of policemen comes ask me what I am doing. They think I am responsible for all those shoes on the ground and I could get a fine for it. But I explain what I am actually doing and ask if they can wait for my friends to come with bags.

Later on a department store, a vintage thing, looks like it's the 1930's. I am with a friend, a cute curly blond lady. She sees another lady she dislikes, paying for some very luxurious towels and leaving them unattended at the cashier's balcony. In a moment of distraction of the cashier, she steals the towels and runs towards me, so we go away before anyone notices. I become accidentally involved. We head to an elevator and she acts all paranoid as we descend to the garage level. I actually think she might have gotten away with it. I feel like I'm in a Hitchcock movie. I go home by train. Unfortunately there must have been witnesses or something, because days later I receive a notification to pay for the towels she stole - they considered me accomplice - and they even charged me 9€ for a pen I took by mistake that I had used to sign a cheque.

Some epic story, I think in China , but could be in Korea, Mongolia. This one felt a bit like a Bong Joon-ho movie. It was about some invaders, from another kingdom or tribe, and some people being driven out of their lands and persecuted. Their rulers are probably dead but there is a prince and a princess whom they believe are still alive but were captured. They escape through the mountains and reach an arid plateau. they are walking in two parallel lines along a path crossing the plateau, when their prince and princess appear at the end of the lines, running, looking beaten down. They rejoice, happy that they escaped. Unfortunately they were being followed by the enemy army, which is coming ready for an ambush. They have like a giant white sleeve-like trap they pull along the line of people, capturing them like fish in a net. I don't know how it is possible, but it works. And I am trapped with them.

Two nights ago, I had a weird unsatisfying set of dream fragments. If I had only recalled one of them, I would have thought they were part of a longer dream, and I would have been wrong.

I was sitting at table with my Mom in a diner. She looked pale and she was arguing with me about salt and pepper shakers. She was much meaner than in real life but I was blowing it off without the slightest care. She said I was rude to the waiter, but he expressed that he took no offense.

There was a TV on in the restaurant. I looked up at it and it was a show on 20's dance moves. I was instantly transported to the dance. I could still hear the narrator explaining which dance moves from the 20's could be applied to modern dance styles. I walked around on the dance floor. There were lots of colorful lights and well dressed people. Still it seemed slightly uninteresting...

Suddenly I was laying down next to my girlfriend in a cool house on a hardwood floor. On her right side is Snooki. Snooki asked me to guess what month her birthday was? I said "September." She said, "It's September 2nd!" I said, "So I was right?" She said "Yes!" I said snidely "No wonder I'm so popular." (I checked, her real birthday is November 23rd.)

Suddenly, I'm inside of an apartment that is warmly colored and seems familiar. I'm using a PC to check out my girlfriends Facebook. I wanted to upload a photo to it. On her page is only a colorful montage of unknown women. Several dozen in various outfits forming a horizontal diamond shape. All of them are facing away so that I can only see the backs of their heads.

One of the pictures is of someones heavy set mother on a lounge chair in a bright red Moo Moo. I remember her from an earlier dream and feel surprised to find her on my GF's Facebook.

I'm 100% certain this was all one dream with no time between the three completely different locations. I also clearly remember being aware of the prior dreams and amused by the thought of dance moves from the 20's making a come back.