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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 .#.#..#.#.
#..#.#..#.                  SAID -                  .#.#.##.#.
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#..#.#..#.                =  =  =  =                .#.#.##.#.
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#..#.#..#. (HERE I AM AWAKENED BY THE MORNING CREW) .#.#.##.#.
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