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##@§=†~,.. endless mirrors looking kinda oily. an ..,~†=§@##
#@§=†~,... incredible power bound there... there's ...,~†=§@#
@§=†~,.... a wire fence to separate the two roads. ....,~†=§@
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##@§=†~,.. a yellow-green moss has taken hold ..,~†=§@##
#@§=†~,... where the machines who made these ...,~†=§@#
@§=†~,.... tracks once disturbed the clover field. ....,~†=§@
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##@§=†~,.. screeches, or calls for help. ..,~†=§@##
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