Last night I dreamt that I was outside a restaurant, loading bicycles into the back of my pickup truck. There was a long, canopied walkway leading to the entrance. I saw a young woman sitting on a cement bench by the entrance and noticed she was crying. Bryan Ferry walks up while I'm standing beside the crying girl. "What is the matter? He asks...Would you join me for dinner?"
"You should join him", I say.."This is Bryan Ferry, he is a gentleman".
I think B. Ferry is sauntering around in my dreams as a payback for the comments I made about horns in rock and roll songs.
I hope this makes us even.
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