AI dream #10: the forgotten audio tape in Collemarino
Two pale and bold midgets wearing a red lipstick give me a small audio tape, one of those in use in the ‘90s to record voice mails. They tuck the cassette below a windscreen wiper in a white car parked in the main square of Collemarino. It’s important that I take it, but I forget about it. As soon as I remember it, I go around the streets of Collemarino looking for it. Eventually, I find it.