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 I am being shown a new 'flat' - the person who is showing me is showing me a secret place, which they have got me excited about; it feels like I'm being shown something 'sneaky' and I could potentially get this place - its hush hush.  We sneak into a vast cavernous place / in a cave or something, and I am shown a make-shift space which looks like a lock up made of wooden panels; the excitement rises - When I see it I feel a sense that I am getting a special deal and am pleased that it is unique and secretive / like I should not be getting this.  When  we come out of the small shed like space - which in retrospect was pretty basic but had everything you might need.  I notice that there are lots of dogs in pens.  They are good looking dogs and passive and well groomed.  as I am led off by the 'agent' and they are excited for me to get such a place I notice on an unpainted slat a decompressed, shivering small whippet type dog , lying on the side / having its last breath(s) and just dying.  This appears to be normal and I take a double look; no one there is bothered.  Then I see there is a procession of well-to do people bringing their dogs in to the cavernous cave, full of dog pens, and all the dogs are decaying / mutant looking on leads 2 or 3 at a time.  This one woman with blonde hair stops to talk to the agent, she has a genuine smile and is chatty and pleasant.  One of her starving looking dogs is being dragged along with all its feet bound together with blood / puss dribbling out - it is in severe  pain, as are all the dogs with eyes popping out and moaning. 
I wake up and turn on a radio show - in it a person who does autopsies describes to the interviewer that she can have no empathy for the situation she might have encounter when called to a crime scene; but hope that doctors etc have empathy. 
That's just the way it is....



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