Chapt⛛er1TheDream-Maker

    Nightfallslowlydesded.Dimitricouldn’tcealhisexhiration.Nightwasthehappiesttimeofthedayforhim,becausethenheakedreams.Dimitriwasahomelesspersonaosleepingwhereverhecould.Butnowhewasgettingolderaheneedofashelter.,soheputtogethersomediscardedoldboards🎵🕘🉷andtisandbuilthimselfamakeshifthomeinanarrowalley.WithcoldwindwhippingathisraggedovercoathepushedashoppingcartwhitainedallhisworldlypossessionsinfrontofhimandheadedtowardsafancyItaliaauraheariannaoftengavehimleftovers.Mariannathrustapaperbagathim,taininghalfasteakandsomepraasta.Dimitriwasetedandrushedhome,lookingforwardtoaluxuriousmeadreams.Joethebartenderlookedonwithjealousy.AfterDimitrihadleft,hesaidsarcastically,

    "Whya⛛reyousogoodtohim,Marianna?Heisonlya🊄🍮🋟humanscum,burrowingthroughthegarbageslookingforfoodandclothes.Heisabum,sittingtherealldayfeedingpigeonsbytheke.Hemaynotevenlikeyou.Heprobablythinksyou’retoofat!""Howdoyouknow?"snappedMarianna."Dimitrimaynotknowhowtoexpresshimself,butheisapoetatheart.He’samillioterthanagood-for-nothingdrunkardlikeyou!"

    MariannafirstmetDimitribe🎚👩sideagarbage.ThatdayDimitrifoundaursewhilehewasgoing♽🍺throughthegarbag🍙🈤e.Ittaiwo-karatdiamand

    3,000i🂻📾☴ncash.Poorashewas,Dimitrididnotcovetwhatwasnothis.Hewaitedtherebythegarbageanyhourshopingtheownerwouldshowup.MeanwhileMariannahadfinishedherday’sworkandwasfranticallylookingforherpurse.Whenshecouldn’tfinditanywherei,sheintuiti🅛🇎🗘velykhatJoe,whowasusuallyhalf-drunk,musthavethrownitintothegarbagebagtogether🌭withthegarbage.Sherushedoutsideandbeganrummagingthroughthegarbagebagsfromtherestaurant.

    "Whatareyouupto?"askedDim🎚👩itriically.

    "Iamlookingfo🌘rmypurse”repledMariannawithoutlookingup.“Joemusthavetosseditoutwit📂😆⚲hthegarbage."🂁

    "What’sthepurselikeandwhat’sinit?"Mariannastoppedshort,arayofhopegleamedinhereyesasshegavehimadetaileddescription.Dimitrihandedherthepurseandturogo.Mariannaranafterhimandtried🄛♵topersuadehiminvaintotakesomethin🟅gasareward.ToDimitri,worldlywealthdidnotmeananythingsohereplied,

    "💙💓👙WhyshouldItakethissinceIdonotevenwantyandmohustheybecamefriendsandshealwa📟🜅yskeptchoicebitsofleftoversforhim.

    Dimitriwasacuriousexampleofararespeanbeing:absent-minded,carefree,notknowingwhath♣🊐ewasabout,andsatisfiedwiththem⚓erefactthathecouldstillthinkahe.Hewasahalfbreed,withsomesortofAsianbloodbutdidnotknowwhohisparentswere.Heseemedtorememberbeinginschoolforafewyears,butwasnotreallyliterate.Heworkedforawhilebutdidnotdomuchofanythihoughthewasmarriedothenmaybeheonlylivedwithawomanforawhi🇏le.Hewasnotsure.Hehadasocialsecuritynumberormaybehedidn’t.Hehadawidecircleofacquaintanoddingandsmilingtopeoplewhereverhewent,evenexgingjocurreMarks,buthedidn’thaveasinglefriend.

    Hewasonlyawakeinhisdreams.OnsunnydayshewouldgoovertothelongabandonedwoodendockatLakeMerritt,filthyandsmellywithbirdexcrement.Buthedidn’tmind.Birdstohimwereflyingmessengersfromheavenwhereallhishopeswere🁏🄱🁓.Hewouldsitonthebehem,lettingthemflyaroundhimatleonhishead,shouldersandp.Hewouldstareatthemulti-coloredcloudsihroughthecracks🇤🚡🔸ofwhichleakedouttheughterofparadise.Whenduskwasnearhewouldgetupandgobacktohis,pushinghisshoppingcartinfrontofhim.

    Thefirstthinghedidwhehomewastotakehisdirtyoldsleepingbagfromtheshoppingcartandspreaditoutatitsusualer.Theedhis"⚓spoils"fromthegarbage.Apairofhalf-worntennisshoes,hi🌺ssizeandstillserviceable.Whydopeoplethrowthesethingsaway?Hecouldn’tuand.Then,therewasashirt,quite.Yes,hecouldthrowhisdipidatedoneaway,andtomorrowhewouldputonhisnewshirtandshoesandfeelquitedebonair.Hepyasariwhohadjustmadeamilliondolrs.Helight🊫eduphiskerosenecookingstovetoheatupMarianna’sleftovers,andafterthissumptuousmealwouldgotobed.Hislifewassosimple.Toputitintoaformu,itwouldbe:limitedmaterialsneeds=unlimitedsatisfa.Thatwasbecausethefocusofhislifewasnotwhenhewasawake,butwhenhewasasleep.Heytodaybecausehehadgatheredalotofmaterialtobewovenintohisdreams.Forhim,thiswasjustlikefeedinginformationintotheputertanizedandrepyedonthes.

    Whilehavinghi🌘sdinner,heweheeventsoftheday:Thatmhepassedanimposingofficebuilding.AbckRolls-Roycestoppedsmoothlybeforeitandaliveriedchauffeurgotouttoopenthedoorforamaneandapipeinhismouth——obviouslyanold-fashioy.HewasallegedtobethepresidentofWorldBank."Sowhat?"thoughtDimitri,"Ibeoooinmydreams”.Thenhepassedahigh-cssshoestoreforwomen,sellingshoesandotherleathergoods.Apairofglitteringtoelesssilverhigh-heeledshoesdispyedinthewindowcaughthiseye."Whatclotheswouldgowiththem?"hemused."Astraplessroyalblueeveninggownperhaps,ingbi-skirt?Bothwoulddo”hedecided.Justthen,thesalesgirl’sarmreachedoutandtooktheshoesawayfromthewindowdispytotrythemonaer.Dimitriwascurioustoknowwhothewomanwas,sohewalkedtotheentraheshopandpeeredin.Thebrilliaoenailspeekingfromthesilvershoesmesmerizedhimandkindledfmesofprimitivelustfromwithinhimlikelightedmatchesthrownintoabarrelofgasoline.

    "MayIh🂻📾☴elpyou?"avoicecoldly.Itwasthestorem🔙anageringtodrivehimaway.

    "Nowayyouhelpme”mumbledDimitriandpushedhiscartaway,thinkingmeanwhileabout"morematerialfortonight🇊🖶🗈".