In The Northern Hemisphere[possibly]

My dream was pretty vague. I didn't know when or where it was exactly the dream occured.

All I could remember was that I was in a dingy and dusty antique/artifact store or somethin'. And of course, there was this geeky, middle-aged caucasian dude manning the store. It was also gloomy and gray outside because there was light comin' from a translucent glass pane above the wall, so I know that this store was below street level. I could be in London for all I know.

Then an old woman came in. She looked like a hag or a witch and she came in to buy this old-school fish display. You know, the type that's stuck sideways on a wooden piece, and sings. Like that fish in The Sopranos that always made Tony have anxiety attacks.

Then the dream was cut short there. Too bad.