I was hanging out with my friends Andy & Deb. We went to our Albanian neighbor's house and they were serving dinner. It was some sort of stew they were serving over rice. They gave me a huge bowl of it and I ended up putting some of it back. Then I walked home only it was my childhood home. Instead of being red brick it was a white, wooden home. I knew it didn't look right but I sort of realized I was dreaming as I walked up the driveway.
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