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And today, friends, I even dreamed of a multi-part whistle. At first I dreamed of my late friend Seryozha, who persuaded me to take part in some terrible fiery happening in the cemetery, but at the last moment I refused, they all were tied and Seryozha contemptuously called me a vile renegade. By the way, in the morning I came across the news on this [https://lenta.ru/news/2017/08/21/mogila/] and I felt a little uneasy. Then I dreamed that I went to the cinema for the premiere of the new film “Demons” based on Dostoevsky’s novel. But first, occultists protesting against the film burst into the hall, and then the Orthodox. In short, they did not like the movie equally. As a result, the movie did not take place, I grabbed two glasses of champagne in the lobby (the remnants of the premier buffet) and went outside. Someone from the protest activists immediately rushed at me, but I treated him to a strong asshole and went on. Along the way, I met our abbot, suddenly remembered that it was lean days, I was ashamed and threw my glasses into the bushes. The father was fresh, disappointed and cheerful - he was walking with a suitcase to the airport. And I went home, where I found two of my friends who were going to the next session of “Demons”. One of them dangerously balanced on the edge of the balcony, which constantly bothered me. I decided to go with them and woke up.