last night I had two dreams, the first, I went to watch as the policemen were beating up a guy who got caught roughing up some little kid while he was drunk, the policemen took him to some abandoned parking lot, they beat him there and poured gasoline in his mouth, probably as a reminder for him to not drink... I dont know exactly what it was the guy did to the kid, I just knew he deserved was he was getting even though I didnt like it, I didnt like watching the policemen who are soposed to be the good guys beating up a guy in a bunch, but if I placed myself in the shoes of the victim or the father of the victim I would probably be thankful they did, but in any case Id just prefer to lock up the guy or chop his head of and not have any sort of torture, I dont want to turn good cops into torturers, because then everyone would be afraid of cops and that wouldnt be a good thing for anyone... In any case I was just there watching, the guy they were beating up kinda looked like Gerry McCann, but much younger...
the other dream I went to a large modern white mall in a busy city like new york, it had a huge open area on the last floor, that was were the bank I worked in was located, I worked there with my brother and a black guy and another guy who looks like Osama Bin Laden, after work we all went to that open area and were talking about suicides and music, weird mix...
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