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In one of the dreams there was someone who had miniature whales in bottles, like a ship in a bottle but real living whales, adult grown individuals, but somehow small enough for a bottle you can hold in your hands.

I was reprimanding them and telling them that was no life for a whale. Look at this miniature Greenland whale, it's grown big enough now that it's filling the whole bottle with just millimeters to spare, can't bend, can't move forward or to the side, imagine how soul-crushingly depressing and panic-inducing that must be. The person didn't see the problem at all.