There is a dream that is fading quickly, but I wanted to write down some fleeting memories of it. The dream is set in some kind of repressive regime and has something to do with Jewish settlements and with someone painting glue on a glass window in order to hang a protesting poster. His name is Hank. The dream has something to do with how he revealed himself. It was a really complex dream but really, it is fading, fading, I did not think to write it down when I woke up.