Dream – Market Place

Walked across a street away from a brick building containing a market. There is much activity behind me in the market. It is night. The road is wet and the street lights shine.
Halfway across, saw two men coming onto the street from an alley, one infront of the other. I said hello In Spanish. To the blond man in front. He replied in Spanish. I do not understand enough Spanish. I said, in Spanish, I do not speak spanish. He replied in English, that’s ok, I’m from holland.
I turned around. He held my hand and we crossed back over the street into the market.

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