Had a dream that Eminem bought me three Labatt Ice beers in Bushwick (they don’t even sell those in Brooklyn) after he hopped off of a garbage truck to go into this specific deli. He was actually on his way out and singled me out of the crowd to be like “you need a beer homie” He gave me $11 bucks for three beers and actually waited for the change. I took a while to get the beers because all they had were 64′s of Country Club. In the meantime he was introducing himself to everyone. I assumed he was on his way to Queens because mad bros were screaming “Yo Em” from the garbage truck. I assumed Queens because of the LIC strip clubs but didn’t say anything. I thanked him and he was like “no problem I know you appreciate it.” From the window I could see Blueslop riding down Broadway(BK). He skidded to a stop to check if it was really me and Eminem, and was like fuck it. When I walked outside there was a block party, Ricki and Dee were playing music out of a car next to everyone who works at Reed Space, then and now (Tim and Suzette included) and I asked Erica Allen to use her phone, she walked over to Angelo who somehow had it in his Polo pocket.
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