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~Lots of Big City Dreams, all in Gotham, my NYC dreamscape. The West Side, centered around West 42nd Street, between 6th and 9th Avenues. [yeah, the geography was that specific] All about some 'straight job' I had, maybe reprocessing my old Garment Center gig when I was in my 20's. Maybe because I was reading about Betty Weider lately. It 'felt' kinda/sorta about Family Issues, but 'once removed'. [Joe Weider had been a friend and business associate of El Padrasto since the late 1940's] Probably some processing of the Crime Drama I watch. Busy and chaotic, with some tension, but not really distressing.

I don't think I could live in a Big City anymore. Gotten too used to the quiet up here. I'd like to visit, especially if I had enough cash to make the visit comfortable. But semi-rural quiet has grown on me. Full-on wilderness silence would probably drive me batshit however. I'm still a City Boy at heart. I need some background hum.