Book3:WereMyDreamIs

doasyouaskandthereforehavetorefuseyourkindness.Goodbye…InreallifeImaybeabletopartwithyouall,butitwouldbeimpossibleformetogiveupyourloveinmydreamsunlessIgiveupdreaming.ButhowIlivewithoutdreams?No.No.No.That’simpossible.Soweeetindreamnd.Goodbye…queenofmydreams.Iloveyoudeeply.Iloveallofyoudeeply...but…goodbye…goodbye…wordsaresuperfluousandunnecessary…Goodbye…”Thepedestrianspassingbysawonlyaraggedyhomelessmanstandinginfrontofthergeandluxuriouswindowofthestudio,stampinghisfeetandthumpinghischestashesighedandmumbled.ThecuriousooppedtoseewhatDimitriwoulddoandsoontherewasasmallcrowdofidlersgatheredbehindhim,talkingamongstthemselves,

    “Lookatthathobo!Heismumblingandtalkingtothepictures…Ishecrazy?