Me and a friend were on the run from some baddies, when we came upon a lone kiosk in midtown. I remembered that it had once been Charlie's Sandwiches, one of the oldest and last remaining LGBT-owned small businesses in town when I worked there years ago, the last guy to ever work there before it went out of business and was repurposed. It gave me a moment of nostalgia and sadness. There was a lot more to this dream I wish I could remember, the part I do was just an aside from the main plot.