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The device may have had an unfolding quality to it, where I at one point saw the name of the compound.
I found my 'eldest brother', who for the longest time, proceeded to ignore my increasing upset (triggered mostly by his ignoring me). I simply asked him to look up the name of the compound, and he wasn't doing it, as if ignoring my concerns. Finally, he seemed to start to pay attention. (Recall ends before I know if he did completely follow up or not).
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I sent some time in a brownstone-type (i.e., city, maybe old city, feeling almost like Paris) restaurant. Reminded me of the Newbury Street, Boston businesses. May have been a tourist haunt, but a bit expensive, at least for dinner, at night. Almost an impression of being there with a tourist group (but more of a school group). One woman, a FB friend, suddenly departed, as a taxi /uber /ride of some kind had arrived. She went outside, and I sudddenly got the thought that I should take the same ride, but went out too late; then was distressed that they'd departed.
I then wandered elsewhere in the building, and ended up looking out at the area behind the restaurant, from a higher level. It seemed now to have snowed, perhaps slushy snow (saw a post on FB recently about wet snow in Western Canada in June). A lot of the pavement/street/ a small square behind the building was wet, almost flooded. I saw a couple (male and female) outside behind the building. I knocked a bit of ice (?) off the edge of the roof that I was near, and it fell and skidded across the paved area behind the building. I then saw a couple of young, male city dwellers doing the equivalent of sledding (sliding fast down and around the street running down a slope by the building), except on the water (seemed to be water, not ice) semi-flooding the street.
