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..^«\*&§## \\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\ ##§&*\«^..
.^«\*&§###                                          ###§&*\«^.
..^«\*&§##          Mouse girl Likes Shoes          ##§&*\«^..
.^«\*&§###                                          ###§&*\«^.
..^«\*&§##                \  \  \  \                ##§&*\«^..
.^«\*&§###                                          ###§&*\«^.
..^«\*&§## In This  Dream  I Was  A  Girl  Of Maybe ##§&*\«^..
.^«\*&§### Sixteen Years,  Together With My Dad  In ###§&*\«^.
..^«\*&§## A  Huge  Bath  House /  Spa  /  Hotel  / ##§&*\«^..
.^«\*&§### Shopping centre.       Dad Was Constatly ###§&*\«^.
..^«\*&§## Pointing Out Hot  Girls To Me.  "You See ##§&*\«^..
.^«\*&§###   That Black-Haired Thing Dissapearing   ###§&*\«^.
..^«\*&§## Behind  The  Clothes  Rack?  Oof!"  He'D ##§&*\«^..
.^«\*&§### Say.  He Was  Always  Very  Creepy About ###§&*\«^.
..^«\*&§## This,   Going   For   Girls    My   Age. ##§&*\«^..
.^«\*&§###                                          ###§&*\«^.
..^«\*&§## This Night He  Had Just  Tried  To Woo A ##§&*\«^..
.^«\*&§### Girl  He Called A "Mouse" By  Buying Her ###§&*\«^.
..^«\*&§## Shoes, But  She  Had  Accepted Them Only ##§&*\«^..
.^«\*&§### To  Run Away Immediately Afterward.  Dad ###§&*\«^.
..^«\*&§## Was  A   Bit  Bummed  But   Dropped   It ##§&*\«^..
.^«\*&§### Quickly.  I Said  Goodnight  To Him  And ###§&*\«^.
..^«\*&§##       Went Looking For The Mouse.        ##§&*\«^..
.^«\*&§###                                          ###§&*\«^.
..^«\*&§## The  Building Was Enormous And Mazelike. ##§&*\«^..
.^«\*&§### Walls,  Floors And  Pillars Were Set  In ###§&*\«^.
..^«\*&§## Green Marble. Throughout  The  House Ran ##§&*\«^..
.^«\*&§### A  Main  Boulevard,  Wide As  A  Street, ###§&*\«^.
..^«\*&§## Framed With Clay Vases Dark  As Obsidian ##§&*\«^..
.^«\*&§### And  Taller Than  A Person. In Each Vase ###§&*\«^.
..^«\*&§## Was Placed  Upright A Leaf From  A  Palm ##§&*\«^..
.^«\*&§### Tree Or  Giant  Fern.  The Boulevard Was ###§&*\«^.
..^«\*&§## Dimly Lit, Which  Allowed The Pools That ##§&*\«^..
.^«\*&§###   Were Generously Sprinkled Throughout   ###§&*\«^.
..^«\*&§##   Each Floor Would Reflect Suggestive    ##§&*\«^..
.^«\*&§###          Patterns On The Marble.         ###§&*\«^.
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.^«\*&§###                \  \  \  \                ###§&*\«^.
..^«\*&§##                                          ##§&*\«^..
.^«\*&§### Following  The Boulevard, Two Floors  Up ###§&*\«^.
..^«\*&§## I  Found  Her  Crying  Behind  Two  Fern ##§&*\«^..
.^«\*&§### Vases.  She  Was  Beautiful,  And  As  I ###§&*\«^.
..^«\*&§## Approached, She Looked  Up And Sniveled. ##§&*\«^..
.^«\*&§### In  The  Nearest  Vase  She  Had Stuffed ###§&*\«^.
..^«\*&§##              Both The Shoes.             ##§&*\«^..
.^«\*&§###                                          ###§&*\«^.
..^«\*&§## I Told  Her To  Follow,  But  She Didn'T ##§&*\«^..
.^«\*&§### Move Or  Speak.  So  Instead I  Said  To ###§&*\«^.
..^«\*&§## Stay There, And Ran  To Get Her A Better ##§&*\«^..
.^«\*&§### Pair Of  Shoes That  She Would  Actually ###§&*\«^.
..^«\*&§## Like.  When  I  Returned,  Having  Spent ##§&*\«^..
.^«\*&§### More Than  I Could  Really  Afford,  She ###§&*\«^.
..^«\*&§## Was Visibly Impressed. I Tried  To Sound ##§&*\«^..
.^«\*&§### Cool,  Saying Something  Like  "What  Do ###§&*\«^.
..^«\*&§## You  Think,  Just Because A Girl  Has  A ##§&*\«^..
.^«\*&§### Freaky  Dad, She  Doesn'T  Have  Taste?" ###§&*\«^.
..^«\*&§## But  Mouse  Girl  Just  Laughed  At  Me. ##§&*\«^..
.^«\*&§###                                          ###§&*\«^.
..^«\*&§## She Then Took Me By The Hand And Led  Me ##§&*\«^..
.^«\*&§### Out  A  Side   Route  To  A   Closed-Off ###§&*\«^.
..^«\*&§## Rooftop Walking Garden, Full  Of Juniper ##§&*\«^..
.^«\*&§### And  Thuja. It Was  A  Late Evening, And ###§&*\«^.
..^«\*&§##     The Stars Were Glittering. Being     ##§&*\«^..
.^«\*&§### Closed, The Garden  Had Its Light Turned ###§&*\«^.
..^«\*&§## Off,  But  We Could Still  See  Our  Way ##§&*\«^..
.^«\*&§### Around By  The  Light Shining  Down From ###§&*\«^.
..^«\*&§## The   Windows   Of  The  Higher  Floors. ##§&*\«^..
.^«\*&§###                                          ###§&*\«^.
..^«\*&§## She Lay  Down In A Patch Of Grass. I Sat ##§&*\«^..
.^«\*&§### Down  On  My  Knees,  And  Then  Crawled ###§&*\«^.
..^«\*&§## Closer.  She  Laughed  At  Me Again, And ##§&*\«^..
.^«\*&§###                  Said -                  ###§&*\«^.
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.^«\*&§###                \  \  \  \                ###§&*\«^.
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.^«\*&§### (Here I Am Awakened By The Morning Crew) ###§&*\«^.
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