In Kings Point, just past the condo I live in in waking life. Sitting behind the wheel of my mom's ford taurus, watching a small group of old women standing on the lawn. The leader of this small group is holding a pipe as she instrucks the other three women. The black and white cat is showing me how they hate cats. In waking life this cat is psychic, and strong. The angry woman is shaking the pipe at the cat. I'm sitting behind the wheel and realize I have to say something to them; walk over to them and tell them what they are planning to do to the cats are horrible and they should be ashamed of themselves for there attempts. Leave them and walk back to mom's car, sit behind the wheel and as they pass infront of the silver car, I shake my finger at them, saying"shame on you".

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