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,,=*%%@### @ a third pocket operator, po sixteen. @ ###@%%*=,,
,,=*%%@¶¶# @ @ #¶¶@%%*=,,
,,,,**%%%@ @ it's a children's toy, @ @%%%**,,,,
,,=*%%@¶## @ themed around the so-called @ ##¶@%%*=,,
,,=**%%%¶# @ "bird factory". @ #¶%%%**=,,
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,,=*%%%%¶¶ the bird factory is a rumored dungeon ¶¶%%%%*=,,
,,=*%%@@@¶ in the far and cold mountains, where ¶@@@%%*=,,
,,,,,,=%@@ monks, slaves, or children (differing @@%=,,,,,,
,,,,,*%@@@ between accounts) are creating the @@@%*,,,,,
,,=*%%@¶## birds of the world. ##¶@%%*=,,
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,,=*%%%%¶# the story goes, that the people of the #¶%%%%*=,,
,,=*%%@@@@ dungeon would mine for minerals that @@@@%%*=,,
,,=*%%@¶## were spreckled, or otherwise ##¶@%%*=,,
,,,,,,*%@@ interestingly colored. the minerals @@%*,,,,,,
,,=*%%%%@@ would be divided into various sizes and @@%%%%*=,,
,,=*%%@¶## made into egg-like shapes. ##¶@%%*=,,
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,,=*%%@### these eggs would then be placed in a ###@%%*=,,
,,=*%%@¶## special hatchery, until hatched, and so ##¶@%%*=,,
,,,,=**%¶# all birds were born. #¶%**=,,,,
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,,,,=*%%%¶ regarding the little toy machine, what ¶%%%*=,,,,
,,,,,,,*%¶ the heck, man, i mean, why does it ¶%*,,,,,,,
,,=*%%@¶## sound like this? there's ##¶@%%*=,,
,,,,,=**%@ = like some useable sounds = @%**=,,,,,
,,=*%%@¶## = three flat out weird sounds = ##¶@%%*=,,
,,=*%%@¶## = and one drum kit that's whack = ##¶@%%*=,,
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