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##@#@**«,¨          ¨ ¨¨ ¨¨¨ ««#«« ¨¨¨ ¨¨ ¨         ¨,«**@#@##
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@#@**«,¨¨¨  A Secret Roundabout: In What Used To Be ¨¨¨,«**@#@
#@#@**«,¨¨  Brazil Or China. Fenced In, Secluded By ¨¨,«**@#@#
##@#@**«,¨  Special Plants Growing Unusually Tall.  ¨,«**@#@##
#@#@**«,¨¨    Spelled In By Purposeful Symmetry,    ¨¨,«**@#@#
@#@**«,¨¨¨     Roads Like Symbols, Aligned With     ¨¨¨,«**@#@
#@**«,¨¨¨¨  Ley lines. Dialed In With Well-Rounded  ¨¨¨¨,«**@#
@#@**«,¨¨¨             Gps Coordinates.             ¨¨¨,«**@#@
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##@#@**«,¨               ¨¨¨ , * , ¨¨¨              ¨,«**@#@##
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@#@**«,¨¨¨    A Dangerous Game: The Roundabout Is   ¨¨¨,«**@#@
#@**«,¨¨¨¨   Important To Some Large Constellation  ¨¨¨¨,«**@#
@#@**«,¨¨¨       Of Intents And Bureaucracies.      ¨¨¨,«**@#@
#@#@**«,¨¨  Governments And Companies Are Creatures ¨¨,«**@#@#
##@#@**«,¨     In A Way. Yet People Sneak Small     ¨,«**@#@##
#@#@**«,¨¨   Between Their Claws, And Hide In The   ¨¨,«**@#@#
@#@**«,¨¨¨     Roadside Bushes. They Wait There.    ¨¨¨,«**@#@
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@#@**«,¨¨¨   Vehicles Approach; The Game Is On -    ¨¨¨,«**@#@
#@#@**«,¨¨    Quickly The People Assemble In Well   ¨¨,«**@#@#
##@#@**«,¨ Practiced Geometries. Their Bodies Make  ¨,«**@#@##
#@#@**«,¨¨  Counter-Spells On The Asphalt. Traffic  ¨¨,«**@#@#
@#@**«,¨¨¨   Is Instantly Diverted, Flows In Sick   ¨¨¨,«**@#@
#@**«,¨¨¨¨  Ways, Like Dogs Let Loose. Symmetry Is  ¨¨¨¨,«**@#
@#@**«,¨¨¨                   Lost.                  ¨¨¨,«**@#@
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##@#@**«,¨  Cars Are Ejected Into The Greens. Ships ¨,«**@#@##
#@#@**«,¨¨     Collide. There Are Many Kinds Of     ¨¨,«**@#@#
@#@**«,¨¨¨      Casualties, On Both Sides. The      ¨¨¨,«**@#@
#@**«,¨¨¨¨    Spellmakers Will Not Come Home. It    ¨¨¨¨,«**@#
@#@**«,¨¨¨   Sickens Me, This Physical Reality Of   ¨¨¨,«**@#@
#@#@**«,¨¨  It, But The Cause Is Just. I Sneak Back ¨¨,«**@#@#
##@#@**«,¨      Over The Fense, Heading South.      ¨,«**@#@##
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