He passes the parking lot, there is no car or bike in the parking lot.
EXT. STREET DAY
He walks into the street. Near a bus stop on the bench, he sees a book, the book cover is solid blue. He sits on the bench and opens a random page from the book and reads it.
"Once upon a time, I dreamt I was a butterfly, fluttering hither and thither, to all intents and purposes a butterfly. I was conscious only of my happiness as a butterfly, unaware that I was myself. Soon, I awakened, and there I was, veritably myself again. Now, I do not know whether I was then a man dreaming, I was a butterfly, or whether I am now a butterfly, dreaming I am a man." Zhuangzi
END.
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