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Twenty Seven

I believe this dream happened during my third year in Norwich (I should really start dating the scribbles). The most vivid elements were the map I studied for some time, much longer than the descriptions of the rest of the dream put together, and the disturbing Ballardian landscape we wandered through. Suburbia is indeed disturbing (I was childishly tempted to write disturbia), and this is not helped by me being on my third Ballard novel in a row. Normally, I'll read one book and then avoid the author for an age, but this time has been very odd. Instead of dreaming about new Ballard-inspired things, I am instead reminded of things in their already past, imagined by my brain as fresh directions in a familiar city. Truly horrific. Anyway... 'We are living in a leafy suburb of London. Many of us, including Chris and Lauren Mather, go to collect Lee and Alison from a train that resembles those used by the Nazi's to transport Jews/homosexuals/gypsy's/general non-Aryan's