Then I wondered out loud about the production costs of the movie, because it couldn't be cheap to redecorate the space for each five minute segment of it. I was contrasting it in my mind to another movie we had just seen, a black-and-white affair with a single setting.
Earlier in the night, in another dream the artist Wayne P, an acquaintance of mine, had invited me by email to come make art with him at his farm. I was a bit apprehensive because I do not know how to paint...
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