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@¶#%*^»^,, tell them you need to take a call, and ,,^»^*%#¶@
#@¶#%*^»^, go south. sneak between the houses, ,^»^*%#¶@#
@¶#%*^»^,, getting smaller as you go. ,,^»^*%#¶@
#@¶#%*^»^, cross the train tracks... ,^»^*%#¶@#
@¶#%*^»^,, exit the western industrial dome. ,,^»^*%#¶@
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@¶#%*^»^,, as you push through the thicker snow ,,^»^*%#¶@
#@¶#%*^»^, outside, you become a witch again. ,^»^*%#¶@#
@¶#%*^»^,, shapes in the dirt become runes. ,,^»^*%#¶@
#@¶#%*^»^, pawprints become hidden families. you ,^»^*%#¶@#
@¶#%*^»^,, adjust your course. ,,^»^*%#¶@
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@¶#%*^»^,, the ermines make fine meats. one call ,,^»^*%#¶@
#@¶#%*^»^, and they would come willingly. back in ,^»^*%#¶@#
@¶#%*^»^,, the dome, what they give you for ,,^»^*%#¶@
#@¶#%*^»^, eating... it's not right. it's nothing ,^»^*%#¶@#
@¶#%*^»^,, you can feed on, not really. ,,^»^*%#¶@
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@¶#%*^»^,, but it's likely you're still under ,,^»^*%#¶@
#@¶#%*^»^, observation. south is a weird direction ,^»^*%#¶@#
@¶#%*^»^,, and so you probably warrant some ,,^»^*%#¶@
#@¶#%*^»^, attention. interacting with the ,^»^*%#¶@#
@¶#%*^»^,, wildlife is out of the picture. ,,^»^*%#¶@
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@¶#%*^»^,, you adjust your course. ,,^»^*%#¶@
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