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I need help with this one
The first part I'm in an airport about to travel to meet a "Director" who is about to be my new boss. I'm meeting her for work purposes in a city. It's understood that I will either meet her in person or discuss matters with her over the phone.
The second part involves two male strangers coming into my home. One of them seems to like me while the other is just there. They seem to have a taste for the "finer things in life" and ask me why I am living in poor conditions.
I then receive multiple people in my home who I gather beds to make room for. I make sure that everyone is comfortable and has a place to sleep.
Next part, there's a woman knocking frantically at my door saying a man is after her but I don't believe her and refuse to allow her in. I tell my Aunt to leave the door locked and do not touch it.
I then see myself outside taking a picture of a foreign flag. I continue to take pictures with my camera. I hesitate to take a picture of myself afraid of what I may see. I then go in a restroom and glance in the mirror and notice how pretty I look but I shy away from it.
I need help with this one

The first part I'm in an airport about to travel to meet a "Director" who is about to be my new boss. I'm meeting her for work purposes in a city. It's understood that I will either meet her in person or discuss matters with her over the phone.
The second part involves two male strangers coming into my home. One of them seems to like me while the other is just there. They seem to have a taste for the "finer things in life" and ask me why I am living in poor conditions.
I then receive multiple people in my home who I gather beds to make room for. I make sure that everyone is comfortable and has a place to sleep.
Next part, there's a woman knocking frantically at my door saying a man is after her but I don't believe her and refuse to allow her in. I tell my Aunt to leave the door locked and do not touch it.
I then see myself outside taking a picture of a foreign flag. I continue to take pictures with my camera. I hesitate to take a picture of myself afraid of what I may see. I then go in a restroom and glance in the mirror and notice how pretty I look but I shy away from it.
