A dream in three acts
I was at the bank. There where a person after me, and another one, before. We where near the closing time and the bank employee was showing something on the computer to this person. But I came to note that what where on that screen wasn't the comun arabic numbers, but text, in modern hebrew characters. I read the title in the flange of that internet page. It read, in english, "Kabbalah". So I took the employer by the flap of the coat and said to him: - Dude, you are not doing what you are supposed to. You will resolve our bank issues, now, before the bank closes. And so it happened. Then, we all left the bank, toghether with the employees, too.
A beautiful girl of my adolescence is talking to my. She is groaned up, with her hair dyed blonde. She is making a critique of my life. I correct it when I wake up.
So I was a nonconformist part of a criminal organization. Anyway, I was too distracted by flirting with the opposite sex to be of some