Book3:WereMyDreamIs (第818/1399页)

estreetfromtheBARTstationwasthemainofficeofWorldBank.

    “Goodidea!”excimedDavid,whoseeyeslightedupatthethought.“Whydidn’tIthinkofit?Well,thisprovesthatyouaretherealDream-maker,thegranddaddyofdreamers.Iamonlyoneofyourdiscipleswhostandbehindyouwavingfgsandshouting.”Thetwoofthemlookedateachotherandughedheartily.hepeoplewhowalkedbyevennoticedorpaidanyattentiontotheabsurdversationofthesetwohobos.

    Amandressedinthebckhabitoftheclergywalkedoutfromthedenseshadeoftreesandshrubs.Brilliantsunshinespilledontohisshouldersshhiswholebodywithgoldenradiahlongbrownhairingdowntohisshouldersandbeardchalfhisface,hehadanunyresemboJesusChristwhodiedalmosttwothousandyearsago.YouwouldhavethoughtJesushadresurr