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One day he writes to me: description of a dream.
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More and more my dreams find their settings
in the department stores of Tokyo,
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the subterranean tunnels that extend them and run parallel to the city.
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A face appears, disappears... a trace is found, is lost.
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All the folklore of dreams is so much in its place that the next day when I am awake
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I realize that I continue to seek in the basement labyrinth
the presence concealed the night before.
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I begin to wonder if those dreams are really mine,
or if they are part of a totality,
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of a gigantic collective dream of which the entire city may be the projection.
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It might suffice to pick up any one of the telephones
that are lying around to hear a familiar voice, or the beating of a heart,
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Sei Shonagon's for example.
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All the galleries lead to stations;
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the same companies own the stores
and the railroads that bear their name.
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Keio, Odakyuall those names of ports.
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The train inhabited by sleeping people puts together all the fragments of dreams,
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makes a single film of themthe ultimate film.
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The tickets from the automatic dispenser
grant admission to the show.