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@¨@@¨@@@¨@ they tell me: "we are going to shrink @¨¨@@@@@¨¨
@@@¨@@¨¨@@ you." i don't quite like the tone in ¨@¨@¨¨¨¨@¨
@¨¨@@¨@¨@¨ their voices, like they are restraining @@@@@¨¨¨@@
¨@¨@¨@@@@@ themselves. there is a hunger in them ¨¨¨¨¨@¨¨@¨
¨@@@@@¨¨¨¨ and it wants me to shrink. and what ¨¨¨¨¨@@¨@@
@@¨¨¨¨@¨¨¨ really irks me is that so do i. @¨¨¨¨@¨@@¨
@¨@¨¨¨@@¨¨ ¨@¨¨¨@@@¨@
¨@@@¨¨@¨@¨ they give me wristbands and anklets, ¨@@¨¨@¨¨@@
@@¨¨@¨@@@@ made of some strange stone. their ¨@¨@¨@@¨@¨
@¨@¨@@@¨¨¨ surface is swirling, like dark @@@@@@¨@@@
¨@@@@¨¨@¨¨ thunderstorms trapped in glass, like ¨¨¨¨¨¨@@¨¨
¨@¨¨¨@¨@@¨ windows into a smaller world, close to ¨¨¨¨¨¨@¨@¨
¨@@¨¨@@@¨@ my body so that it can see clearly ¨¨¨¨¨¨@@@@
@@¨@¨@¨¨@@ whats in store. ¨¨¨¨¨¨@¨¨¨
@¨@@@@@¨@¨ ¨¨¨¨¨¨@@¨¨
@@@¨¨¨¨@@@ they give me food: prawn-like bugs that ¨¨¨¨¨¨@¨@¨
@¨¨@¨¨¨@¨¨ make my tongue curl with satisfaction. @¨¨¨¨¨@@@@
¨@¨@@¨¨@@¨ "out of this world", i think, having no ¨@¨¨¨¨@¨¨¨
¨@@@¨@¨@¨@ frame of reference. i eat only two, but @@@¨¨¨@@¨¨
¨@¨¨@@@@@@ the bugs leave me suspiciously ¨¨¨@¨¨@¨@¨
¨@@¨@¨¨¨¨¨ satisfied. @¨¨@@¨@@@@
@@¨@@@¨¨¨¨ ¨@¨@¨@@¨¨¨
@¨@@¨¨@¨¨¨ they measure my clothes. "you are going ¨@@@@@¨@¨¨
@@@¨@¨@@¨¨ to become about half as big", they tell @@¨¨¨¨@@@¨
@¨¨@@@@¨@¨ me, barely controlling themselves with @¨@¨¨¨@¨¨@
¨@¨@¨¨¨@@@ anticipation. @@@@¨¨@@¨@
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