Jimmy and I were at a store, and he bought me a red guitar (I think I said it was a Les Paul) before we parted ways. As I made my way through the store, I faced things like unisex bathrooms with no stalls, and there was a haunted house with pants that walked by themselves, but that may have been another dream. Once I got to the front of the store, I was playing and testing some chords as I walked, and a man stopped me and was demanding to use my guitar. I told him no, but he kept trying to take it. Luckily one of my bosses from work was there and made him leave me alone. I then ran into a nice young man who agreed to walk me to my car so that I wouldn't get hurt or get my stuff taken. I thanked him several times on the way out to my car. Once there, he agreed to wait until I was safely in my car before he left, so I put some coins in a slot on the side of the hood (apparently that was how you started a car in this world) and my car started. I told him I didn't have any money to pay him but could get him dinner or something as a thank you. He told me not to worry about it, so I gave him two small boxes of golden raisins and left.
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