Last night I had a dream that I went on holidays in Bulgaria with a dozen of friends. We'd hired a tour guide, and at one point came the time for him to take us to our hotel. But that, for some reason, made my dad really upset, and he came all the way to Bulgaria to force me in his car and take me to the hotel himself. After a bit of driving around, we both realized that none of us knew where the hotel was, nor what it was called. I panicked and called my friend to ask ...
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