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    Chapt☝⛾☚er1TheDream-Maker

    Nightf🖤allslowlydesded.Dimitricouldn’tcealhisexhiration.Nightwasthehappiesttimeofthedayforhim,becausethenheakedreams.Dimitriwasahomelesspersonaosleepingwhereverhecould.Butnowhewasgettingolderahenee😷🅽dofashelter.,soheputtogethersomediscardedoldboardsandtisandbuilthimselfamakeshifthomeinanarrowalley.WithcoldwindwhippingathisraggedovercoathepushedashoppingcartwhitainedallhisworldlypossessionsinfrontofhimandheadedtowardsafancyItaliaauraheariannaoftengavehimleftovers.Mariannathrustapaperbagathim,taininghalfasteakandsomepraasta.Dimitriwasetedandrushedhome,lookingforwardtoaluxuriousmeadreams.Joethebartenderlookedonwithjealousy.AfterDimitrihadleft,hesaidsarcastically,

    "Whyareyousogoodtohim,Marianna?Heisonlyahumanscum,burrowingthroughthegarbageslookingforfoodandclothes.Heisabum,sittingtherealldayfeedingpigeonsbytheke.Hemaynotevenlikeyou.Heprobablythinksyou’retoofat!""Howdoyouknow?"snappedMarianna."Dimitrimaynotk🇎nowhowtoexpresshimself,butheisapoetatheart.He’samillioterthanagood-for-nothingdrunkardlikeyou!"

    Mariann🗿♭afirstmetDimitribesideagarbage.ThatdayDimitrifoundaursewhilehewasgoingthroughthegarbage.Ittaiwo-karatdiamand

    3,000incash.Poorashewas,Dimitrididnotcovetwhat🌭🂖wasnothis.Hewaitedtherebythegarbageanyhourshopingtheownerwouldshowup.MeanwhileMariannahadfinishedherday’sworkandwasfranticallylookingforherpurse.Whenshecouldn’tfinditanywherei,sheintuitivelykhatJoe,whowasusuallyhalf-drunk,musthavethrownitintothegarbagebagtogetherwiththegarbage.Sherushedoutsideandbeganrummagingthroughthegarbagebagsfromtherestaurant.

    "Whatareyouupto?🃰🛟"askedDimitriically.

    "Iamlook🗁😪ingformypurse”repledMarian🕳🍪nawithoutlookingup.“Joemusthavetossed🏊itoutwiththegarbage."

    "What’🖤sthepurselikeandwhat’sinit?"Mariannastoppedshort,arayofho🖅🐊pegleamedinhereyesasshegavehimadetaileddescription.Dimitrihandedherthepurseandturogo.Mariannaranafterhimandtriedtopersuadehiminvaintotakesomethingasareward.ToDimitri,worldlywealthdidnotmeananythingsohereplied,

    "WhyshouldItakethissinceIdonotevenwantyandmo🌏♱hustheybecamefriendsand🐏⚣📒shealwayskeptchoicebitsofleftoversforhim.

    Dimitriwasacuriousexampleofararespeanbeing:absent-minded,carefree,notknowingwhathewasabout,andsatisfiedwiththemerefactthathecouldsti🋰🜿llthinkahe.Hewasahalfbreed,withsomesortofAsia🆷nbloodbutdidnotknowwhohisparentswere.Heseemedtorememberbeinginschoolforafewyears,butwasnotreallyliterate.Heworkedforawhilebutdidnotdomuchofanythihoughthewasmarriedothenmaybeheonlylivedwithawomanforawhile.Hewasnotsure.Hehadasocialsecuritynumberormaybehedidn’t.Hehadawidecircl🖖💪🔦eofacquaintanoddingandsmilingtopeoplewhereverhewent,evenexgingjocurreMarks,buthedidn’thaveasinglefriend.

    Hewasonlyawakeinhisdream📕🚬s.Onsunnydayshewouldgoovertothelo🂭💄ngabandonedwoodendockatLakeMerritt,filthyandsmellywithbirdexcrement.Buthedidn’tmind.Birdstohimwereflyingmessengersfromheavenwhereallhishopeswere.Hewouldsitonthebehem,lettingthemflyaroundhimatleonhishead,shouldersandp.Hewouldstareatthemulti-coloredcloudsihroughthecracksofwhichleakedouttheughterofparadise🗯.Whenduskwasnearhewouldgetupandgobacktohis,pushinghisshoppingcartinfrontofhim.

    Thefirstthinghedidwhehomewastotakehisdirtyoldsleepingbagfromtheshoppingcartandspreaditoutatitsusualer.Theedhis"spoils"fromthegarbage.Apairofhalf-worntennisshoes,hissizeandstillserviceable.Whydopeoplethrowthesethingsaway?Hecouldn’tuand.Then,therewasashirt,quite.Yes,hecouldthrowhisdipidatedoneaway,andtomorrowhewouldputonhisn🗧ewshirtandshoesandfeelquitedebonair.Hepyasariwhohadjustmadeamilliondolrs.HelighteduphiskerosenecookingstovetoheatupMarianna’sleftov🄽ers,andafterthissumptuousmealwouldgotobed.Hislifewassosimple.Toputitintoaformu,itwouldbe:limitedmaterialsneeds=unlimitedsatisfa.Thatwasbecausethefocusofhislifewasnotwhenhewasawake,butwhenhewasasleep.Heytodaybecausehehadgatheredalotofmaterialtobewovenintohisdreams.Forhim,thiswasjustlikefeedinginformationintotheputertanizedandrepyedonthes.

    Whilehavinghisdinner,heweheeventsoftheday:Thatmhepassedanimposingofficebuilding.AbckRolls-Roycestoppedsmoothlybeforeitandaliveriedchauffeurgotouttoopenthedoorforamaneandapipeinhismouth——obviouslyanold-fashioy.HewasallegedtobethepresidentofWorldBank."Sowhat?"thoughtDimitri,"Ibeoooinmydreams”.Thenhepassedahigh-cssshoestoreforwomen🁯🉓🆼,sellingshoesan⚇🏐dotherleathergoods.Apairofglitteringtoelesssilverhigh-heeledshoesdispyedinthewindowcaughthiseye."Whatclothes🇺🝥wouldgowiththem?"hemused."Astraplessroyalblueeveninggownperhaps,ingbi-skirt?Bothwoulddo”hedecided.Justthen,thesalesgirl’sarmreachedoutandtooktheshoesawayfromthewindowdispytotrythemonaer.Dimitriwascurioustoknowwhothewomanwas,sohewalkedtotheentraheshopandpeeredin.Thebrilliaoenailspeekingfromthesilvershoesmesmerizedhimandkindledfmesofprimitivelustfromwithinhimlikelightedmatchesthrownintoabarrelofgasoline.

    "Ma👥🊺🕚yIhelpyou?"avoicecoldly.It🗢🝒wasthestoremanageringtodrivehimaway.🁒

    "Nowayyouhelpm🌪🁶e”mumbledDimitriandpushedhiscartaway,thinkingmeanwhileabout"morematerialfortonight"🖪🕗.