- Hey, little guy! Wake up, it's already 7:30! - Uhmpf! Sgnèk!
- Come on, get up!
- Offi, Mom! It is not right and you was dreaming You woke me up!
- Oh, sorry ... And what were you dreaming?
- Uh, I dreamed that my grandparents had a second dog, as well as Camilla. Camilla's just that I did a lot of parties, but the other dog was big and black and did not want me around! I was scared!
- Well, but then I was right to wake up!
- But no, what you say! Dreams do not stop this!
- Buongiorno, a man of my life! Time to get up! - Uhmpf! Sgrunt!
- Standing, lazy! You said that you accompany your little one to school this morning!
- Yes, well ... But it was last night.
- 'MBE? The school is in the morning, it's not a novelty!
- Ugh, I was dreaming!
- Oh, but look. You too? And what were you dreaming?
- Eh, I was in office.
- In the office?
- Yes, but in Italy. And a colleague of mine I was talking about. And you woke me!
- and you'll understand. It is a wonderful dream that was not it? Talking with colleagues in the office. Bah!
- Do not you see, is the concept: one does not stop talking. O while dreaming!
[...]
- Of course you are all weird, huh. The little guy is complaining because I woke up from a dream in which there was a big, black dog that's scary. You are you complaining because I woke up from a dream insipid chatter in the office. And I, what can I say, then? The alarm clock rang in the middle of my first day working in an office layer, with hanging gardens and terraces and plasma screens in the recreation rooms and my only direct link was Orlando Bloom! 
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