I had a dream in which I was doing
slave labor. While I was fixing a
roof in the middle of the night, the person I was with suggested that we make a
break for the
border (which was about 10 feet away, it was the border to
Africa...don't ask me). I explained to the
poor fool that
that was
exactly what
they wanted us to do.
They were watching...and they would
shoot us as soon as we were over the
border.
Africa was no
protection from that...these people didn't care about
international law, did he know just who we were
dealing with!?
Then we walked next door and watched people
street fight in the parking lot of the
gas station.