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