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I had a dream last night where I saw people who were similar to the people in the dream of 12.16.02. I had gone down to an area on the south side of chicago, seems to me to be around 72nd or 73rd street. It was an overrun area the size of a few city blocks that looked like it had once been a park of sorts. On this patch of land was a large run down abandoned building where a number of people lived in total squalor. As I walked around this area I watched the people, some playing basketball, quarreling, standing around talking. I had some interactions with the people which I can't remember clearly, but I remember being careful not to be misunderstood as a threat or a gang member as we talked. I entered the abandoned building and saw the people everywhere, and knew the hallways and back rooms held still more people. From behind, someone threw a dirty ivy-style cap on my head from behind. A few seconds later the person threw a heavy, filthy double thick flannel shirt over my shoulders, and I could feel the dirt and grit on my arms and face from this clothing. I turned around and a man stood there, telling me about his lifestyle of total filth, and inviting me to join them in that life. He specifically mentioned the sores and rashes that he had on his buttocks as the result of not bathing. He actually seemed not to care, and even seemed happy that he had this life. The sense I had of their lifestyle was similar to the sense I had in the dream of 12.16.02, that it was self-imposed. In the dream I considered living with them for a time in order to reach them.
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