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+title: Untitled Dream 27
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+date: 2020-08-09
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+I was with a friend <!-- JH --> when he mentioned there was a local Lego museum located near an airport in a desert that had amazing displays. I drove us there through long empty roads and some displays were so large they were housed in hangers with open top roofs with the exhibits sticking through. One was a huge T-rex and there was also a collection of photorealistic planets. The main building of the museum was a fancy hotel with staff dressed to match. As we went round the museum my friend accidentally got a waxy dark red like substance stuck to the bottom his shoe.
+We went around a number of other exhibits, including some that weren't open to the public yet, as the hotel staff would just let us in anywhere. After going behind the scenes a few times we were both right grabbed from behind by a strong and burly museum guard who said hed been hunting us down as we'd been spreading *baryonic fluid* around the hotel. We had no idea what this was but my friend had been leaving footprints on the floor as we walked around.
+After we were forcefully kicked out of the museum, and went to a different floor of the hotel like structure where there were a number of models, catwalks and dressing rooms. Again we were welcomed with open arms, I ended up sitting in a ridiculously padded bench tops chair that you could barely sit in talking with models getting ready. My friend awkwardly tried to seduce one of the models who I happened to know from school while she was busy doing her own thing. \ No newline at end of file