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,:«\*§@@## ##@@§*\«:,
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,:«\*$§@@# tell them you need to take a call, and #@@§$*\«:,
,:«\*$§@@# go south. sneak between the houses, #@@§$*\«:,
,,:::«\*§§ getting smaller as you go. §§*\«:::,,
,:«\*$§§§@ cross the train tracks... @§§§$*\«:,
,:«\*$§@@@ exit the western industrial dome. @@@§$*\«:,
,,,,,:«*$§ §$*«:,,,,,
,,,,:\$§@@ 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 #@@§$*\«:,
,,,,,,,«*§ observation. south is a weird direction §*«,,,,,,,
,,,,«\$§§§ and so you probably warrant some §§§$\«,,,,
,:«\*$§@## attention. interacting with the ##@§$*\«:,
,:«\*$§@@# wildlife is out of the picture. #@@§$*\«:,
,:«\*$§@@@ @@@§$*\«:,
,:«\*§@@## you adjust your course. ##@@§*\«:,
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