'I had another dream', I said, then Sasha sighed. 'Not again. What's it with you and dreams? Are you Joseph the dreamer? Or maybe you are Josephine.' I roll my eyes. I was being serious here and she was bringing in Joseph, like, who cares. 'Of course not, no jokes, the dream was about you, again, just like the other time. But you were in a garden this time, and also there was only one guy left.
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