,~~*%##@## ##@##%*~~,
,,~~*%##@# #@##%*~~,,
,~~*%##@## ##@##%*~~,
,,~~*%##@# #@##%*~~,,
,~~*%##@## ##@##%*~~,
,,~~*%##@# ###*~ ~*### #@##%*~~,,
,~~*%##@## ~**####**~ ~**####**~ ##@##%*~~,
,,~~*%##@# ~~ ~*######*~ ~~ #@##%*~~,,
,~~*%##@## ~~~ ~~ ~~ ~~~ ##@##%*~~,
,,~~*%##@# ~~~~ ~~~~ #@##%*~~,,
,~~*%##@## ~~~ street lights... ~~~ ##@##%*~~,
,,~~*%##@# ~~~~ for some reason, ~~~~ #@##%*~~,,
,~~*%##@## ~~ the street lights always have a ~~ ##@##%*~~,
,,~~*%##@# particular pattern. it starts with a #@##%*~~,,
,~~*%##@## row of white lights, then it's joined ##@##%*~~,
,,~~*%##@# by a red row, then the blue ones, and #@##%*~~,,
,~~*%##@## so on. and then, there's a second row, ##@##%*~~,
,,~~*%##@# almost mirroring the first. #@##%*~~,,
,~~*%##@## ##@##%*~~,
,,~~*%##@# i've been counting how many of each #@##%*~~,,
,~~*%##@## shape there is. ##@##%*~~,
,,~~*%##@# i think it's a kind of angel language. #@##%*~~,,
,~~*%##@## angel bodies made of light, running ##@##%*~~,
,,~~*%##@# along the streets even at night. #@##%*~~,,
,~~*%##@## ##@##%*~~,
,,~~*%##@# ~~~~ #@##%*~~,,
,~~*%##@## ~~~~ ~~~~ ##@##%*~~,
,,~~*%##@# ~~~ ~~~ #@##%*~~,,
,~~*%##@## ~~~~ ~~~~ ##@##%*~~,
,,~~*%##@# ~~~ ~~~ #@##%*~~,,
,~~*%##@## ~~~~ ~~~~ ##@##%*~~,
,,~~*%##@# #@##%*~~,,
,~~*%##@## like they're looking for something. ##@##%*~~,
,,~~*%##@# #@##%*~~,,
,~~*%##@## ##@##%*~~,
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,~~*%##@## ##@##%*~~,
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