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DREAM - Pugshunds and Strange Fruit
I was with someone else, I have no idea who, and some young guy, again, I have no idea who...he was about 19, tall, curlyish brown hair, average, boring, non-creative, not my type. I don't know what I and the other person (who I don't know who it was...Stan? Someone else?) were doing with him, but we walk over to a Burger King or something, and this guy gets behind the counter and pours himself and us a cup of cola. I figured he works/used to work there or something and was familiar with the place. We had what looked like a cross between a Dachshund and a Pug on the counter. I was carefully watching it so it wouldn't fall off the counter. It was young, still a puppy, rather cute like a pug, but had sort of a longer body and the fur was Dachshund-coloured.
I was staying at someone's house in a suburban area. They lived on a cul-de-sac, and I had my van parked on the street, but the cul-de-sac was very narrow and there was no way I could pull out of my parking spot and turn around. I was thinking if there was someway I could pull out of my parking spot, and then back out onto the main street, that would work, but I didn't want to leave the people's house as I thought that was rude, but I didn't want to stay there either because I was bored. I walked across the street, I think I was with Stan, but can't exactly remembr. There's a flowering fruit tree and we're looking at it. It sort of morphs into a counter at a gift shop where they are selling a bunch of very strange candy in jars...it's like candy, but it's very organic and comprised of a bunch of twigs and stuff. I remember flavors like mint and chocolate. We're trying to find a jar of the stuff that isn't too big in a flavor we like, but as we're looking through all the choices, the jars keep disappearing because people keep buying it, until finally we're not left with much choice at all.