.,-^=*#@##                                          ##@#*=^-,.
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.,-^=*#@##                                          ##@#*=^-,.
..,-^=*#@#                                          #@#*=^-,..
.,-^=*#@##                                          ##@#*=^-,.
..,-^=*#@#      &&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&      #@#*=^-,..
.,-^=*#@##      & the dam outside veszelle.  &      ##@#*=^-,.
..,-^=*#@#      & the hydroplant             &      #@#*=^-,..
.,-^=*#@##      &&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&      ##@#*=^-,.
..,-^=*#@#                                          #@#*=^-,..
.,-^=*#@## it's all - it's all about circles, about ##@#*=^-,.
..,-^=*#@# toruses ("donuts"), it's about  spinning #@#*=^-,..
.,-^=*#@## very fast and  then  inviting a  spiral. ##@#*=^-,.
..,-^=*#@#                                          #@#*=^-,..
.,-^=*#@## &&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&& ##@#*=^-,.
..,-^=*#@#                                          #@#*=^-,..
.,-^=*#@## a  ring, like  a halo, surrounds me.  my ##@#*=^-,.
..,-^=*#@# badge as  plant  supervisor.  grants  me #@#*=^-,..
.,-^=*#@## powers.  lights  me  up  in  the  subtle ##@#*=^-,.
..,-^=*#@# silver-blue   color   of    the   plant. #@#*=^-,..
.,-^=*#@##                                          ##@#*=^-,.
..,-^=*#@# the  plant lures the mist from atop  the #@#*=^-,..
.,-^=*#@## dark sea  water.  it's  siphoned  inside ##@#*=^-,.
..,-^=*#@# the great mechanism.                     #@#*=^-,..
.,-^=*#@##                                          ##@#*=^-,.
..,-^=*#@# there's  internal workers there, capable #@#*=^-,..
.,-^=*#@## of    surviving    turbine   conditions. ##@#*=^-,.
..,-^=*#@# they're     escaped    and    reeducated #@#*=^-,..
.,-^=*#@## liquid glass   cats,   always   carfully ##@#*=^-,.
..,-^=*#@# adjusting the mirrors  inside the torus, #@#*=^-,..
.,-^=*#@## absorbing  and  emanating  various  mist ##@#*=^-,.
..,-^=*#@# wavelengths,  feeling for  other  things #@#*=^-,..
.,-^=*#@## in the mist.                             ##@#*=^-,.
..,-^=*#@#                                          #@#*=^-,..
.,-^=*#@## water  spirits  are   separated,  pushed ##@#*=^-,.
..,-^=*#@# into  the center  funnel, into the sharp #@#*=^-,..
.,-^=*#@## prism   at   its   bottom.their   voices ##@#*=^-,.
..,-^=*#@# combine  each  night  into  a  wonderful #@#*=^-,..
.,-^=*#@## chorus    as   they    are    refracted. ##@#*=^-,.
..,-^=*#@#                                          #@#*=^-,..
.,-^=*#@## &&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&& ##@#*=^-,.
..,-^=*#@#                                          #@#*=^-,..
.,-^=*#@## the dam.  the hydroplant at the  edge of ##@#*=^-,.
..,-^=*#@# the sea. we power  our  little pets with #@#*=^-,..
.,-^=*#@## this energy.                             ##@#*=^-,.
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