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###@*§/~^¨          Mouse girl Likes Shoes          ¨^~/§*@###
##@*§/~^¨¨                                          ¨¨^~/§*@##
#@*§/~^¨¨¨                /  /  /  /                ¨¨¨^~/§*@#
@*§/~^¨¨¨¨                                          ¨¨¨¨^~/§*@
*§/~^¨¨¨¨¨ 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. ¨¨¨¨¨^~/§*
@*§/~^¨¨¨¨                                          ¨¨¨¨^~/§*@
#@*§/~^¨¨¨ 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.        ¨¨¨¨¨^~/§*
§/~^¨¨¨¨¨¨                                          ¨¨¨¨¨¨^~/§
/~^¨¨¨¨¨¨¨ 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.         ¨¨^~/§*@##
#@*§/~^¨¨¨                                          ¨¨¨^~/§*@#
@*§/~^¨¨¨¨                /  /  /  /                ¨¨¨¨^~/§*@
*§/~^¨¨¨¨¨                                          ¨¨¨¨¨^~/§*
§/~^¨¨¨¨¨¨ 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.              ¨¨¨¨¨¨¨^~/
§/~^¨¨¨¨¨¨                                          ¨¨¨¨¨¨^~/§
*§/~^¨¨¨¨¨ 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. ¨¨¨¨¨¨¨^~/
~^¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨                                          ¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨^~
^¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨ 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. ¨^~/§*@###
##@*§/~^¨¨                                          ¨¨^~/§*@##
#@*§/~^¨¨¨ 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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~^¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨                /  /  /  /                ¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨^~
^¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨                                          ¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨^
~^¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨ (Here I Am Awakened By The Morning Crew) ¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨^~
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