This morning, I had a strange dream: I was walking towards a banana farm where one-meter-long bananas weighing ten kilograms were being grown and were ready for harvest. Out of sheer curiosity, I touched one of them and tried to pick it when suddenly several officers arrived, arrested me, and told me that this was a forbidden place and I shouldn't be there. They took me to their leader, a young, handsome but insane man. He grabbed my head firmly and brought it close to the rotating blades used to chop the bananas, angrily asking how I dared to touch his bananas. I started begging and apologizing, asking him to spare my life. He told me that I shouldn't have seen this place and that I would have to serve him for the rest of my life.They took me to a relatively large place with metal walls where many people like me were held, and then they closed the thick metal door behind me. We were forced to pick and carry the large, heavy bananas. Some of the extra bananas were brought to our prison, but we were not allowed to touch them. I thought to myself that I had endured so much trouble and suffering because of these bananas, so I wanted to taste them. I peeled one of them, took a piece, and tasted it. It was salty and bitter, not tasty at all. At that moment, a black woman told me that I had no right to eat them and asked if I wanted her to report me to the boss. I gave her a piece of the banana to eat, and she decided not to report me. I shared pieces of the banana with all the prisoners when suddenly the metal door opened, and a guard saw us. The guard was a muscular black man. I approached him to offer him some banana, but he gestured for me to go back to my place. However, I had gone too far and ended up outside the prison, and the metal door closed behind me. At that moment, the boss arrived, and I quickly hid the piece of banana in my clothes. The boss angrily asked me what I was doing outside the prison. I told him that the prisoners and I were curious about the taste of the giant bananas and that I wanted to ask for his permission to taste them. He angrily asked how I dared to ask such a question and if I had eaten any of the bananas and was trying to hide it from him. He said that they were very valuable and not just bananas; they extracted a special psychoactive substance from them and sold it to wealthy and powerful Chinese individuals.At that moment, he contacted some spies inside the prison, who had disguised themselves as prisoners, through a digital screen outside the prison door and asked them if anyone had eaten the bananas. I remember there were three of them, and one of them was named Miracle. The boss said that Miracle was his most honest ally. While he was questioning them, I was extremely stressed and started praying in my mind to be saved. Two of the spies said that no one had eaten the bananas, and Miracle, who was a furry orange creature, said that he didn't know anything about it. The boss believed them, and everything went well, and we were saved. At that moment, I woke up and was very happy that it was all just a dream. My dream was so realistic that I had believed it was true. 🍌👹
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