Book3:WereMyDreamIs

ticket,whichhequicklyhaoDimitri.DimitriswipeditororyslotandsuccessfullygotintothestatiohenhaheusedtickettoCreativity,whorepceditinthewalletandslippeditbatotheman’spocket.Butwhentheyoungmaoswipetheticketagain,nothinghappehemaewouldnotraisethebartogranthimentry.Theyoungmantookhistickettothestatio’ssaying,

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    “Sir,thisisabraicketIjustbought.Whywon’tthemaeletmein?”Thestatiolookedcarelesslyattheticketandsawthatitwasindeedavalidohalotofmoonit.Knowingthattheoldmaesoftenactedupfornoreason,hewavedtheyoungmahedoorohim,gavehimbackhisticketahiminmanually.DimitrisawallthishappenandsaidtoCreativity.

    “Ihaveoftehetwoofyoutotwistthemagicalswitpeople’sheadtoseethattheyleadanormandw-abidinglife.