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.@@@..@.@. Art School House Dream. ..@....@..
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..@@.@.@@. Slightly Uptown On A Grassy Hill Lies A .@....@@..
..@.@@@@.@ Large Repurposed Institution. It'S @@@...@.@.
..@@@...@@ Several Floors, A Few Hundred Meters ...@..@@@@
@.@..@..@. Wide. Made Of Yellow Bricks. @..@@.@...
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@...@@.@@. Combined Nightclub, Cafe, Gallery, Art .@@@@@..@.
@@..@.@@.@ School. It'S Always Open, People Come @@....@.@@
..@.@@@.@@ And Go. The Basement Is Deeper Than You ..@...@@@.
..@@@..@@. Would Guess. @.@@..@..@
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.@@@.@@@@@ It'S Messy. I'Ve Spread My Things Over ...@@@@.@@
@@..@@.... Several Floors, @..@...@@.
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.@@@@@@@.. And Due To A Few Many Beers And Some .@@@.@.@@@
@@......@. Secret Rivalries, I Decide I Should @@..@@@@..
@.@.....@@ Leave. But Where Are My Shoes... ..@.@...@.
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....@...@@ #»»» (Looking For Shoes) »»»# ..@...@.@.
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@...@.@.@@ After A While They Appear On My Feet. ..@.@.@...
@@..@@@@@. Ok. @.@@@@@@..
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@@@@@@...@ I'M Crying Of Joy, I Hug A Friend And @@.@....@@
......@..@ It'S Good, We'Re Close Now, He Can ..@@@...@.
......@@.@ Smell Me (All According To Plan). @.@..@..@@
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@@....@@@. I Find Out Who Ruined My Paintings And .@..@@.@@@
..@...@..@ I Pull Her Hair. She Cries From Pain @@@.@.@@..
..@@..@@.@ But Does Not Beg Forgiveness. @..@@@@.@.
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@.@@@@@@@. #»»» (In The Background) »»»# ..@@@..@..
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@..@.....@ Sunset, Orange And Pink, City Is A @.@@.@@@.@
.@.@@....@ Black Cutout. There'S Fires And @@@.@@..@@
@@@@.@...@ Explosions On The Ground. ...@@.@.@.
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.@..@..@.@ "The New Way Of Shipping Iron - With .@.@@@....
.@@.@@.@@@ The Railgun. The Iron Slag Is Shot At .@@@..@...
.@.@@.@@.. Three Hundred And Thirty Three Meters .@..@.@@..
.@@@.@@.@. Per Second, And At The Receiving End An .@@.@@@.@.
.@..@@.@@@ Eight Square Meter Wooden Cube Is .@.@@..@@@
@@@.@.@@.. Launched To Intercept It." @@@@.@.@..
@..@@@@.@. ....@@@@@.
@@.@...@@@ It Looks Like Interstellar War. The @...@....@
..@@@..@.. Wooden Block Shatter Into Hundreds Of @@..@@...@
@.@..@.@@. Wands. ..@.@.@..@
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