* i'm in some house. slightly underground. light is streaming in the windows, but the windows are at ground level. the place is very clean, the walls lined with bookcases and dusty books. on a low table there are two pirate belt buckles for sale. one is really large, the other is smaller. they are both hand made one by a girl the other by a boy. the girl's is cooler. weird old hippy people run the joint. there are also tins with etching on them. i think i'm there with ethan. something else happens. are we in portland?
*there's another strange dream around time that i was i remember.
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