Dream #1,333

Dreamt of working my way down the “party street” of a smaller town. There were several small, apartment-sized bars all boasting flashing neon signs in the dark, early spring night. My normal hangout only had six bar stools and a couple tables, so this night they’d asked the band to play in the street, despite the mud and the puddles. It was salsa night, and I was disappointed to see how few people were out yet. Still, it was early, so maybe things would pick up a little later.

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