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§.§§.§.§§.          mouse girl likes shoes          §.§.§.§.§.
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§.§§.§.§§. in this  dream i  was a  girl  of  maybe §.§.§.§.§.
§..§.§..§. sixteen  years, together with my dad  in §.§.§.§.§.
§.§§.§.§§. a  huge  bath  house  /  spa /  hotel  / §.§.§.§.§.
§..§.§..§. shopping centre.      dad  was constatly §.§.§.§.§.
§.§§.§.§§. pointing out  hot  girls to me. "you see §.§.§.§.§.
§..§.§..§.   that black-haired thing dissapearing   §.§.§.§.§.
§.§§.§.§§. behind  the  clothes  rack?  oof!"  he'd §.§.§.§.§.
§..§.§..§. say. he was  always  very  creepy  about §.§.§.§.§.
§.§§.§.§§. this,   going   for   girls   my    age. §.§.§.§.§.
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§.§§.§.§§. this  night  he had just tried to woo  a §.§.§.§.§.
§..§.§..§. girl he called  a "mouse" by buying  her §.§.§.§.§.
§.§§.§.§§. shoes,  but  she  had accepted them only §.§.§.§.§.
§..§.§..§. to run away  immediately afterward.  dad §.§.§.§.§.
§.§§.§.§§. was  a   bit  bummed  but   dropped   it §.§.§.§.§.
§..§.§..§. quickly.  i  said goodnight to  him  and §.§.§.§.§.
§.§§.§.§§.       went looking for the mouse.        §.§.§.§.§.
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§.§§.§.§§. the building was enormous  and mazelike. §.§.§.§.§.
§..§.§..§. walls, floors  and pillars were  set  in §.§.§.§.§.
§.§§.§.§§. green marble. throughout  the  house ran §.§.§.§.§.
§..§.§..§. a  main  boulevard,  wide  as a  street, §.§.§.§.§.
§.§§.§.§§. framed with clay  vases dark as obsidian §.§.§.§.§.
§..§.§..§. and taller  than a person.  in each vase §.§.§.§.§.
§.§§.§.§§. was  placed upright a  leaf from a  palm §.§.§.§.§.
§..§.§..§. tree  or  giant fern. the  boulevard was §.§.§.§.§.
§.§§.§.§§. dimly  lit, which allowed the pools that §.§.§.§.§.
§..§.§..§.   were generously sprinkled throughout   §.§.§.§.§.
§.§§.§.§§.    each floor would reflect suggestive   §.§.§.§.§.
§..§.§..§.         patterns on the marble.          §.§.§.§.§.
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§..§.§..§. following the boulevard,  two  floors up §.§.§.§.§.
§.§§.§.§§. i  found  her  crying  behind  two  fern §.§.§.§.§.
§..§.§..§. vases.  she  was  beautiful,  and  as  i §.§.§.§.§.
§.§§.§.§§. approached, she looked  up and sniveled. §.§.§.§.§.
§..§.§..§. in  the  nearest  vase  she had  stuffed §.§.§.§.§.
§.§§.§.§§.              both the shoes.             §.§.§.§.§.
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§.§§.§.§§. i  told  her  to follow,  but she didn't §.§.§.§.§.
§..§.§..§. move  or  speak. so  instead i  said  to §.§.§.§.§.
§.§§.§.§§. stay there, and ran to get her a  better §.§.§.§.§.
§..§.§..§. pair of  shoes  that she would  actually §.§.§.§.§.
§.§§.§.§§. like.  when  i  returned,  having  spent §.§.§.§.§.
§..§.§..§. more  than  i could  really  afford, she §.§.§.§.§.
§.§§.§.§§. was visibly  impressed. i tried to sound §.§.§.§.§.
§..§.§..§. cool,  saying  something  like  "what do §.§.§.§.§.
§.§§.§.§§. you  think, just  because  a  girl has a §.§.§.§.§.
§..§.§..§. freaky  dad, she  doesn't  have  taste?" §.§.§.§.§.
§.§§.§.§§. but  mouse  girl  just  laughed  at  me. §.§.§.§.§.
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§.§§.§.§§. she then took  me by the hand and led me §.§.§.§.§.
§..§.§..§. out  a   side  route   to  a  closed-off §.§.§.§.§.
§.§§.§.§§. rooftop walking garden, full  of juniper §.§.§.§.§.
§..§.§..§. and thuja.  it was a  late evening,  and §.§.§.§.§.
§.§§.§.§§.     the stars were glittering. being     §.§.§.§.§.
§..§.§..§. closed, the  garden had its light turned §.§.§.§.§.
§.§§.§.§§. off, but  we  could  still see  our  way §.§.§.§.§.
§..§.§..§. around  by  the light shining  down from §.§.§.§.§.
§.§§.§.§§. the  windows  of  the   higher   floors. §.§.§.§.§.
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§.§§.§.§§. she lay down  in a patch of grass. i sat §.§.§.§.§.
§..§.§..§. down  on  my  knees,  and  then  crawled §.§.§.§.§.
§.§§.§.§§. closer.  she  laughed at  me again,  and §.§.§.§.§.
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§..§.§..§. (here i am awakened by the morning crew) §.§.§.§.§.
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