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&¨¤¨¨£.&¤, pine arcades that were planted and £,£,#,£,#.
§¨£¨¤@¨,@¨ forgotten. wild boars roaming §¨¤¨§,#.@¨
@.@.,¤,§§, underneath, sniffing at the ground. it £¨¤¨#¨@.§.
£,§,¤&..¤. is dark and moist, the canopy having §,§.@¨&,£.
£.§¨¨@,¤#¨ already soaked up all the sun. £¨¤,§¨§¨@.
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¤.#,@£,¨@, to west, getting broader and deeper and £,£¨#,§,&.
#¨§¨.§.#¤¨ slower as it goes. equisetum grow just ¤,&,&,#.£,
#,#¨&£.,@. where the pine hands start to let #.¤¨&¨@.§,
¤¨#,¨£.##. through light, horsemint on the rocky §.¤¨§,#.@,
§.#.¤#,.§. river bed. §,&,¤.§¨£,
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£¨£..&,£§, they had been a swampworld with sylvan £.£¨&,¤¨@,
¤¨¤,£¤,¨§¨ water, stone rings and floating moss. ¤.&.¤.&,#,
¤.£¨¨£¨¤§, you could've found me wallowing around £,&.&.£¨#,
§¨§,£¤¨.§. on the southern shores until i got £.@,&¨¤¨§¨
¤.§¨.§,¤#. bitten. £.¤¨&.#,§¨
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@.@,,§,¤£¨ but now i'm further back, on solid §,#¨¤¨#¨¤¨
£¨@.¤£,.@, ground, in shoulder-high grass, with an #¨§,#.§¨@,
@.£,.&,£#. orange tin radio and a translucent @.@.@,#,@¨
@,@¨#&¨,¤¨ umbrella which i'm sitting on. &¨#,§.§.¤,
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£,£,¨#¨, invisible to my eyes but i can feel #¨¤,¤¨¤.&,
£.¤¨§£¨,&. through the ground just how large it is. ¤.&,#,¤,#¨
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¤¨@.¤#¨¨¤, the soil is muddy. i slip when trying £¨#¨#¨&,&,
¤,#.,¤¨@£, to get up, still looking at the &¨@¨§,@,#¨
#.£¨¤£..¤¨ direction of sound rather than at my £.£¨#¨@.@,
§,£,.¤¨§§¨ hands, who are busy putting things in £.£¨#,#¨£¨
&¨£.¤#.¨#¨ my pockets. @.£¨@,£¨@¨
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&,&,#&,,&¨ then i run east toward my home. #,#,#,@,¤,
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@¨£.£@¨,@¨ i am not followed, and slow down in the @¨&,#.¤.¤,
¤¨@¨,¤,#£¨ clearing where you at first can spot §.#.&¨§¨£¨
#.@,£¤.,£. the house, not yet really in the @,@,&,§.@.
&.¤¨,¤.£¤. backyard. from my pockets i retrieve my #¨#¨¤¨#.@.
&.@.#§¨,&. radio (now dented) but also a small &¨¤¨@¨£,@¨
£,£¨,£.@@¨ clay figure i've never seen before. it #,£,¤,£.@.
§.£,¤¤,,&¨ must have been laying in the wet dirt, #¨£¨#¨£.§.
¤¨§,.@.§#. and i must've picked it up with my ¤,§,§.§¨£,
§,&¨§@,,§¨ other belongings. £¨£.¤,£.¤.
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@¨@,#&,¨£. it's a statuette of a girl laying naked &.§.#,@,&¨
@¨§¨.&.£§, on her stomach, feet in the air, #.¤¨¤¨¤.&.
£.#¨&¤¨¨¤¨ roughly seven centimeters long. it's §.£¨&,@¨#.
¤.#¨,&,§§¨ freshly made, not yet completely dried. £,§¨&¨§,#¨
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£,§.¨£.£§, my mom is here now. i ask her for some §.@.¤¨§¨@.
£¨#.¤#,.&¨ particle board for it to dry on, but £,#¨#.¤.£.
&¨#..&,¤&, she is worried and wants me to £¨¤,¤¨¤¨¤¨
&,¤¨##,.£¨ throw it away. §¨#¨#¨@.¤.
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