Record store and ruins, dream by jeremy.rutman -- Jan. 9, 2024
I was on a trip and made my way into a record shop. I wanted to get something as I think I was in a bare home and wanted a bit of culture. Anyway the proprietor this thin maybe Jamaican guy looked at me and said 'I bet youd like dubstep' except it wasnt dubstep but rther some other genre I'd never hard of lie flea-hop or something. There was a piece of paper I had that I was trying to keep track of which had I thin som einsurance info or something but I wasnt sure if I'd lost an important part of it in its crumpled state, and I remember pulling a 5 dollar bill out of the crumpled papers at one point . Leaving the record store I was then walking in an area ful of what looked like roman ruins, with lots of buildings in various states of disrepair ll surrounded by the capitals, intricately carved bottoms and tops of columns. Here and there an old stone gate still swung on its hinges, and I remarked to my companions that it must have been an affluent area at one point
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