I'm working security at Tiger Stadium. The inside has a lot of gaudy paneling in circus colors. Bright red and white. Someone tries to break in and I tell them I'm calling the police.
I get a job working for a group trying to save the stadium. It's mostly women--former advertising folks and old hippies. They show me my desk. I tell them about my career in advertising.
In this quick, short dream Lizzie runs at me and she has a mouse in her mouth.
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