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@###%†/«,¨  A Secret Roundabout: In What Used To Be ¨,«/†%###@
##@#%†/«,¨ Brazil Or China. Fenced In, Secluded By  ¨,«/†%#@##
#@%†//,¨¨¨  Special Plants Growing Unusually Tall.  ¨¨¨,//†%@#
@#%/«¨¨¨¨¨    Spelled In By Purposeful Symmetry,    ¨¨¨¨¨«/%#@
##@#%†/«,¨     Roads Like Symbols, Aligned With     ¨,«/†%#@##
##@#%†/«,¨  Ley lines. Dialed In With Well-Rounded  ¨,«/†%#@##
##@#%†/«,¨             Gps Coordinates.             ¨,«/†%#@##
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#%%%//,¨¨¨   A Dangerous Game: The Roundabout Is    ¨¨¨,//%%%#
#@@#%†/«,¨   Important To Some Large Constellation  ¨,«/†%#@@#
@@%%†«¨¨¨¨       Of Intents And Bureaucracies.      ¨¨¨¨«†%%@@
#%%††«,¨¨¨  Governments And Companies Are Creatures ¨¨¨,«††%%#
##@#%†/«,¨     In A Way. Yet People Sneak Small     ¨,«/†%#@##
##%///«,¨¨   Between Their Claws, And Hide In The   ¨¨,«///%##
##@#%†/«,¨    Roadside Bushes. They Wait There.     ¨,«/†%#@##
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#†///,¨¨¨¨    Vehicles Approach; The Game Is On -   ¨¨¨¨,///†#
@@##%†/«,¨    Quickly The People Assemble In Well   ¨,«/†%##@@
###@#%†«,¨  Practiced Geometries. Their Bodies Make ¨,«†%#@###
##@#%†/«,¨  Counter-Spells On The Asphalt. Traffic  ¨,«/†%#@##
#@@#%†/«,¨   Is Instantly Diverted, Flows In Sick   ¨,«/†%#@@#
##††«¨¨¨¨¨  Ways, Like Dogs Let Loose. Symmetry Is  ¨¨¨¨¨«††##
##@#%†/«,¨                   Lost.                  ¨,«/†%#@##
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##@#%†/«,¨ Cars Are Ejected Into The Greens. Ships  ¨,«/†%#@##
##@#%†/«,¨     Collide. There Are Many Kinds Of     ¨,«/†%#@##
##@#%†/«,¨      Casualties, On Both Sides. The      ¨,«/†%#@##
#%/«¨¨¨¨¨¨    Spellmakers Will Not Come Home. It    ¨¨¨¨¨¨«/%#
####%†/«,¨   Sickens Me, This Physical Reality Of   ¨,«/†%####
@@#%††/«,¨  It, But The Cause Is Just. I Sneak Back ¨,«/††%#@@
#@%†«¨¨¨¨¨      Over The Fense, Heading South.      ¨¨¨¨¨«†%@#
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