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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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,,,^~\†$£@    a dangerous game: the roundabout is   @£$†\~^,,,
,,^~\†$£@#  important to some large constellation   #@£$†\~^,,
,^~\†$£@##       of intents and bureaucracies.      ##@£$†\~^,
,,^~\†$£@# governments and companies are creatures  #@£$†\~^,,
,,,^~\†$£@     in a way. yet people sneak small     @£$†\~^,,,
,,^~\†$£@#   between their claws, and hide in the   #@£$†\~^,,
,^~\†$£@##     roadside bushes. they wait there.    ##@£$†\~^,
,,^~\†$£@#                                          #@£$†\~^,,
,,,^~\†$£@   vehicles approach; the game is on -    @£$†\~^,,,
,,^~\†$£@#    quickly the people assemble in well   #@£$†\~^,,
,^~\†$£@## practiced geometries. their bodies make  ##@£$†\~^,
,,^~\†$£@#  counter-spells on the asphalt. traffic  #@£$†\~^,,
,,,^~\†$£@   is instantly diverted, flows in sick   @£$†\~^,,,
,,^~\†$£@#  ways, like dogs let loose. symmetry is  #@£$†\~^,,
,^~\†$£@##                  lost.                   ##@£$†\~^,
,,^~\†$£@#                                          #@£$†\~^,,
,,,^~\†$£@ cars are ejected into the greens. ships  @£$†\~^,,,
,,^~\†$£@#     collide. there are many kinds of     #@£$†\~^,,
,^~\†$£@##      casualties, on both sides. the      ##@£$†\~^,
,,^~\†$£@#    spellmakers will not come home. it    #@£$†\~^,,
,,,^~\†$£@   sickens me, this physical reality of   @£$†\~^,,,
,,^~\†$£@# it, but the cause is just. i sneak back  #@£$†\~^,,
,^~\†$£@##      over the fense, heading south.      ##@£$†\~^,
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