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In the Public Bar at Charlie Brown’s, Limehouse, 1942
Bill Brandt
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Nowhere else to keep a dream journal:
Last night I had a dream and I was in a McDonald's. But not any McDonald's, it was upscale. But like more than a Starbucks Reserve upscale.
Anyways, we ordered food at the counter and went to sit at our table to wait. About a minute went by and then Kanye West walked through the door. Everyone in the McDonald's stopped and stared at him. Nobody said anything, just stopped everything and stared.
Our food was ready - literally the second before he came in they had set it on the counter behind the register. He walks up to the counter, stares at everyone staring at him and then stares up at the menu. What felt like 30 minutes later, he looks down at the cashier and says, "I hate being famous. I can't go anywhere. All you people do is stare at me. Just be normal."
Idk, but I felt that so I got up and was like, "I think our food has been ready for a while now." Kanye was somehow now behind the counter. He said something - I don't remember exactly what - but the sentiment was pretty much, "thanks for speaking up."
He asked me if I liked his music, and I said, "honestly, not a fan of your new stuff. I liked The College Dropout & Late Registration though."
He thanked me for being honest and invited me to come over to his house. I was like, "yeah sure. I'm not really doing much."
We got to his house and had to clear it for zombies (been watching a lot of The Walking Dead at night these days). I was clearing this big white room and a giant zombie guy came at me. I started screaming for help. "Kanye! Ye! Help!"
I ran to the bathroom, Kanye was in there and I shut the door barely escaping the zombie. Kanye grabbed some scissors and said, "open the door on 3!" I was like, "grab those scissors right there, they're bigger!" He did, and I opened the door on 3.
The zombie came busting through the door and Kanye stabbed him in the head with the scissors and the zombie fell to the floor right at my feet. I shrieked, "Yeezus Christ!!" And woke up.
What does it all mean???
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On the road to Managua, Nicaragua, 1979, by Susan Meiselas.
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Ernst Haas, New York, 1952
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Vivian Maier, Date Unknown
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Moldova Sanitarium. Odessa, Ukraine. 1999
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Stinson, 35mm
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Maxim at home, Paris 2018, 35mm
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The Beatles, 1964, by Curt Gunther.
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Office Killer by Cindy Sherman, 1997.
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