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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.          @§^*«^¨¨¨¨
¨¨¨^«*^§@@                                          @@§^*«^¨¨¨
¨¨^«*^§@@#                *  *  *  *                #@@§^*«^¨¨
¨^«*^§@@##                                          ##@@§^*«^¨
¨¨^«*^§@@# 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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