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#§§*†~,,,,          Mouse girl Likes Shoes          ,,,,~†*§§#
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##¶§*†:~,,                :  :  :  :                ,,~:†*§¶##
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##¶§*†:~,, 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. ,,~:†*§¶##
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§*:,,,,,,, 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.        ,,,,,,:†§§
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##¶§*†:~,, 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.         ,,~:†*§¶##
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¶**:~,,,,, 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.             ,,,,::†*¶¶
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##¶§*†:~,, 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. ,,,,,:*§§¶
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#¶*†:~,,,, 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. ,,,~~:*§§#
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###¶*†:~,, 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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