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4.7

 

It’s daytime but dusky and I’m in a field / close to a grave yard.  No idea where this is but feels like the south of England /  very rural.

Ive been assigned to make sure that someone, a quite sharp traveller man, from a group who I think are living in the next field beyond a hedge,  cannot purchase the land with the graves on the other side of the barbed wire fence.   I’m under a large tree (oak?) and there is a man  sat on the ground with his broadsheet newspaper flat that he is studying.

 

 

I cautiously go over and he is looking at betting / racing result type stuff.  I’m very cautious because I’m there to stop the other man bidding and getting the land with the gravestones on It.

I think the traveller man is coming closer to us, both  bent down looking at the open paper, I am nervous that he will see me and the game will be up.  It seems he cannot / does not see me and the man sat down next to me chats with him.  I think he is wearing a trilby and a dapper grey suit with wide black lines on it.

At some point - Ive described the situation to the seated man on the ground man  

He points at the paper and says - these are your chances - 4.7

As I come round…. I can’t work out why I should stop the guy from bidding / winning the ‘auction’ to have somewhere to live with his friends.  

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