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§†/-~¨¨¨¨¨ ¨¨¨¨¨~-/†§
†/-~¨¨¨¨¨¨ ¨¨¨¨¨¨~-/†
/-~¨¨¨¨¨¨¨ they tell me: "we are going to shrink ¨¨¨¨¨¨¨~-/
-~¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨ you." i don't quite like the tone in ¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨~-
~¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨ their voices, like they are restraining ¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨~
¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨ themselves. there is a hunger in them ¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨
¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨ and it wants me to shrink. and what ¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨
¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨ really irks me is that so do i. ¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨
¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨ ¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨
¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨ they give me wristbands and anklets, ¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨
¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨ made of some strange stone. their ¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨
¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨ surface is swirling, like dark ¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨
¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨ thunderstorms trapped in glass, like ¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨
¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨ windows into a smaller world, close to ¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨
~¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨ my body so that it can see clearly ¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨~
-~¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨ whats in store. ¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨~-
/-~¨¨¨¨¨¨¨ ¨¨¨¨¨¨¨~-/
†/-~¨¨¨¨¨¨ they give me food: prawn-like bugs that ¨¨¨¨¨¨~-/†
§†/-~¨¨¨¨¨ make my tongue curl with satisfaction. ¨¨¨¨¨~-/†§
@§†/-~¨¨¨¨ "out of this world", i think, having no ¨¨¨¨~-/†§@
¶@§†/-~¨¨¨ frame of reference. i eat only two, but ¨¨¨~-/†§@¶
#¶@§†/-~¨¨ the bugs leave me suspiciously ¨¨~-/†§@¶#
##¶@§†/-~¨ satisfied. ¨~-/†§@¶##
#¶@§†/-~¨¨ ¨¨~-/†§@¶#
¶@§†/-~¨¨¨ they measure my clothes. "you are going ¨¨¨~-/†§@¶
@§†/-~¨¨¨¨ to become about half as big", they tell ¨¨¨¨~-/†§@
§†/-~¨¨¨¨¨ me, barely controlling themselves with ¨¨¨¨¨~-/†§
†/-~¨¨¨¨¨¨ anticipation. ¨¨¨¨¨¨~-/†
/-~¨¨¨¨¨¨¨ ¨¨¨¨¨¨¨~-/
-~¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨ / ¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨~-
~¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨ --- ¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨~
¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨ ~~~~~ ¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨
¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨ ¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨ ¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨
¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨ ~~~~~ ¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨
¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨ --- ¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨
¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨ / ¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨
¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨ ¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨
¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨ ¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨
¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨ ¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨
¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨ ¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨
~¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨ ¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨~