Let's see:
- I narrowly escaped form a train with tons of Communist referenced horrible poster on walls and heading to a poison gas chamber.
- I was in a room full of political comics book
- I was in a room which my pal Alex Wong showcased his U2 posters and stuff
- I was walking around deciding what to decorate my living room
- I was sort of in a action movie flick, jumping around roof top and floor while following stranger with action drama kind of dialog.
Yep. Guess that's pretty much I remembered about my dream.
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