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†:~.,,,,,, Art School House Dream. ,,,,,,.~:†
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##¶@†:~.,, Slightly Uptown On A Grassy Hill Lies A ,,.~:†@¶##
###¶@†:~., Large Repurposed Institution. It'S ,.~:†@¶###
##¶@†:~.,, Several Floors, A Few Hundred Meters ,,.~:†@¶##
#¶@†:~.,,, Wide. Made Of Yellow Bricks. ,,,.~:†@¶#
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@†:~.,,,,, Combined Nightclub, Cafe, Gallery, Art ,,,,,.~:†@
†:~.,,,,,, School. It'S Always Open, People Come ,,,,,,.~:†
:~.,,,,,,, And Go. The Basement Is Deeper Than You ,,,,,,,.~:
~.,,,,,,,, Would Guess. ,,,,,,,,.~
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†:~.,,,,,, It'S Messy. I'Ve Spread My Things Over ,,,,,,.~:†
@†:~.,,,,, Several Floors, ,,,,,.~:†@
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#¶@†:~.,,, And Due To A Few Many Beers And Some ,,,.~:†@¶#
##¶@†:~.,, Secret Rivalries, I Decide I Should ,,.~:†@¶##
###¶@†:~., Leave. But Where Are My Shoes... ,.~:†@¶###
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#¶@†:~.,,, #~~~ (Looking For Shoes) ~~~# ,,,.~:†@¶#
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@†:~.,,,,, After A While They Appear On My Feet. ,,,,,.~:†@
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~.,,,,,,,, I'M Crying Of Joy, I Hug A Friend And ,,,,,,,,.~
:~.,,,,,,, It'S Good, We'Re Close Now, He Can ,,,,,,,.~:
†:~.,,,,,, Smell Me (All According To Plan). ,,,,,,.~:†
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¶@†:~.,,,, I Find Out Who Ruined My Paintings And ,,,,.~:†@¶
#¶@†:~.,,, I Pull Her Hair. She Cries From Pain ,,,.~:†@¶#
##¶@†:~.,, But Does Not Beg Forgiveness. ,,.~:†@¶##
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##¶@†:~.,, #~~~ (In The Background) ~~~# ,,.~:†@¶##
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¶@†:~.,,,, Sunset, Orange And Pink, City Is A ,,,,.~:†@¶
@†:~.,,,,, Black Cutout. There'S Fires And ,,,,,.~:†@
†:~.,,,,,, Explosions On The Ground. ,,,,,,.~:†
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~.,,,,,,,, "The New Way Of Shipping Iron - With ,,,,,,,,.~
:~.,,,,,,, The Railgun. The Iron Slag Is Shot At ,,,,,,,.~:
†:~.,,,,,, Three Hundred And Thirty Three Meters ,,,,,,.~:†
@†:~.,,,,, Per Second, And At The Receiving End An ,,,,,.~:†@
¶@†:~.,,,, Eight Square Meter Wooden Cube Is ,,,,.~:†@¶
#¶@†:~.,,, Launched To Intercept It." ,,,.~:†@¶#
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###¶@†:~., It Looks Like Interstellar War. The ,.~:†@¶###
##¶@†:~.,, Wooden Block Shatter Into Hundreds Of ,,.~:†@¶##
#¶@†:~.,,, Wands. ,,,.~:†@¶#
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