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That's spooky, _slavo_, I had a dream/nightmare on Sunday night, where demonrail and I were in this weird prison, which was a cross between an interrogation centre and a hotel. The sort of place where you hid from the guards in fear when they came to you cells, but where you could also choose what soup you wanted with your three course meal. I was in there for "assault and common assault", which stemmed from an argument I had (i the dream) in Clapham. Later on in the dream, demonrail got loads of parole, whereas my 6-month sentence was extended for an indeterminate level. It ended with demonrail and me round my Dad's, with demonrail explaining how I ended up in prison in the first place, and my Dad saying, "Yeah, I can see how you ended up there".
What on earth could have all that meant???
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