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¨¨@¨@¨¨@¨¨ 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. ¨¨@¨@@¨¨¨@
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¨@¨@@¨@@¨¨ 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. ¨@¨¨¨¨@¨¨@
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¨@¨¨@@¨@@@ 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. ¨¨¨¨@@@¨¨@
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¨@@@@@¨¨¨¨ 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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