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..^-:**&#@          art school house dream.         @#&**:-^..
.^-:**&#@#                                          #@#&**:-^.
..^-:**&#@        #------------------------#        @#&**:-^..
...^-:**&#                                          #&**:-^...
....^-:**& slightly uptown on a  grassy hill lies a &**:-^....
.....^-:**    large repurposed institution. it's    **:-^.....
......^-:* several floors,  a  few  hundred  meters *:-^......
.....^-:**       wide. made of yellow bricks.       **:-^.....
....^-:**&                                          &**:-^....
...^-:**&#  combined nightclub, cafe, gallery, art  #&**:-^...
..^-:**&#@ school. it's  always  open,  people come @#&**:-^..
.^-:**&#@# and go.  the basement is deeper than you #@#&**:-^.
..^-:**&#@               would guess.               @#&**:-^..
...^-:**&#                                          #&**:-^...
....^-:**& it's messy.  i've spread  my things over &**:-^....
.....^-:**              several floors,             **:-^.....
......^-:*                                          *:-^......
.....^-:** and due  to a few many  beers  and  some **:-^.....
....^-:**& secret  rivalries,  i  decide  i  should &**:-^....
...^-:**&# leave.  but   where   are  my   shoes... #&**:-^...
..^-:**&#@                                          @#&**:-^..
.^-:**&#@#      #--- (looking for shoes) ---#       #@#&**:-^.
..^-:**&#@                                          @#&**:-^..
...^-:**&# after a  while they appear  on  my feet. #&**:-^...
....^-:**&                   ok.                    &**:-^....
.....^-:**                                          **:-^.....
......^-:* i'm crying of joy,  i  hug a friend  and *:-^......
.....^-:** it's  good,  we're  close  now,  he  can **:-^.....
....^-:**& smell  me   (all  according   to  plan). &**:-^....
...^-:**&#                                          #&**:-^...
..^-:**&#@ i  find out who  ruined my paintings and @#&**:-^..
.^-:**&#@# i  pull her  hair. she  cries  from pain #@#&**:-^.
..^-:**&#@      but does not beg forgiveness.       @#&**:-^..
...^-:**&#                                          #&**:-^...
....^-:**&      #--- (in the background) ---#       &**:-^....
.....^-:**                                          **:-^.....
......^-:* sunset,  orange  and  pink,  city  is  a *:-^......
.....^-:**      black cutout. there's fires and     **:-^.....
....^-:**&        explosions on the ground.         &**:-^....
...^-:**&#                                          #&**:-^...
..^-:**&#@ "the new way  of  shipping  iron -  with @#&**:-^..
.^-:**&#@# the  railgun. the  iron slag is shot  at #@#&**:-^.
..^-:**&#@ three  hundred and  thirty three  meters @#&**:-^..
...^-:**&# per second, and at the  receiving end an #&**:-^...
....^-:**& eight  square   meter  wooden   cube  is &**:-^....
.....^-:**        launched to intercept it."        **:-^.....
......^-:*                                          *:-^......
.....^-:** it  looks  like  interstellar  war.  the **:-^.....
....^-:**& wooden  block  shatter into  hundreds of &**:-^....
...^-:**&#                  wands.                  #&**:-^...
..^-:**&#@                                          @#&**:-^..
.^-:**&#@#        #------------------------#        #@#&**:-^.
..^-:**&#@                                          @#&**:-^..
...^-:**&# #  house dream  : railgun  : structure # #&**:-^...
....^-:**&          # institution : maze #          &**:-^....
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