Stupid dream.
My mother sent me to buy bread for her. So I went out and ended up in a sort of bazaar full of sandniggers. Very narrow, stuffed with everything you could imagine. I was looking for discounted bread as always, but there were also hobos who had taken all the cheap bread. The things had hand-written orange price-stickers on them like in my childhood. Couldn't read them because Arabic.I finally asked one of the shopkeepers for bread and he took out slices of very cheap white bread from under the counter. 5€ each. Because stupid and because dream, I bought 4 slices of cheap sandnigger bread for 20€ that were probably worth 20cts. On the way back I looked at the other things at the market. All sorts of handmade ceramic dishes, souvenirs, clothes. I looked at a poorly made porcelain bowl - and suddenly couldn't find my 20€ bread anymore. The market was closing and I ran around looking for the bread. What a mess. I was glad when I woke up.