I dreamt that I was some kind of Russian Mafioso, and several of my cohorts and I were going to smuggle drugs across the East German / USA (?) border. Except we had a really piddling drug supply, just our personal stashes really. Less than an ounce of ghanja & a few hits of acid is all we had. We decided that the best vehicle for the border running
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