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Riders on the storm (engl.)

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Okay, got it again. In this dream Jim's not Jim. He's Ben. But not my Ben. This one explains:

„The story I'm writing is called „Riders on the storm". It's about destructive relationships."

He's tapping his thighs to the beat of his song. I laugh. Now I know what this is all about! I grab the Whiskey bottle out of the glove department and take a good sip. Jim grins when I reach it to him.

„Thanks. Got something to smoke as well." he winks.

„Great, that's what I need! I don't think I'll arrive anywhere today, anyway." I grin.

Hey guys! Did it again and tried to translate one of my favorite stories into english. As I said before, please comment and don't hold back with suggestions. So I can improve my writing, every thought from you is welcome! I hope you will enjoy the trip! Fasten your seatbelts...All Rights Reserved

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