It was a dream. Sorry for misleading You. But what a dream! Woke up at Saturday, a.m., my day was blown out. Eating ´burger, doing freudian analysis of a dream. And when I realize that dreams are produced by the N, N - dimethyltryptamine it does looks like I finally understood ,,what´s goin´ on"...
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