I was back in Seattle and a light layer of snow covered the ground... there were people I haven't seen in years there... people I had worked with in Bellevue before I moved... I was trialing the idea of living there again...
Apparently a lot of them lived in this 4 story dorm type apartment thing - I can only remember bits and pieces... Smulini was there, but I connected the most with Joe... he was the kindest person I had met while working up there and when he walked up to me I could see he had aged... gray hair was starting to show... he stood there with his hands deep in his jacket pockets like he always did... at some point... I had to rescue him out of one of the rooms in this building... he was chained up and I had to use a hacksaw to free him. He was barefoot and I remember before we ran downstairs someone else said something about you are not allowed to be barefoot in here and if the house lady sees it (apparently the house lady is someone who oversees the building.. like a landlord) that we could be in trouble... so we watched for a window to sneak past.. he had big feet and was wearing a red t-shirt. When the coast was clear he leaped down 5 stairs at a time. There was a feeling as though this was reoccurring.. him being captured and having to rescue him without getting caught by the captor.
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