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##&@%†=^,, if you follow a dirt road north just ,,^=†%@#
###&@%†=^, within the second ring, and navigate ,^=†%@##
##&@%†=^,, the overgrown maze of the north-eastern ,,^=†%@#
#&@%†=^,,, residential district, eventually you ,,,^=†%@
&@%†=^,,,, arrive at what looks like a large ,,,,^=†%@&
@%†=^,,,,, fenced-in grove of bird cherry and ,,,,,^=†%@
&@%†=^,,,, juniper. it's quite large, ,,,,^=†%@&
#&@%†=^,,, and will take a while to circle, ,,,^=†%@
##&@%†=^,, especially since it's got gardens and ,,^=†%@#
###&@%†=^, walls sticking out of it in more than a ,^=†%@##
##&@%†=^,, few places. but keep going, and ,,^=†%@#
#&@%†=^,,, eventually there'll be lilacs, and a ,,,^=†%@
&@%†=^,,,, hole in the fence. ,,,,^=†%@&
@%†=^,,,,, ,,,,,^=†%@
&@%†=^,,,, go inside. well, it's hollow, and hides ,,,,^=†%@&
#&@%†=^,,, a pale swamp (herons, mosquitos). it's ,,,^=†%@
##&@%†=^,, brighter here, and the sounds of the ,,^=†%@#
###&@%†=^, city seem distant. but there's a second ,^=†%@##
##&@%†=^,, grove inside. zig zag between puddles ,,^=†%@#
#&@%†=^,,, and sinking shipping containers, ,,,^=†%@
&@%†=^,,,, because toward the inner treeline the ,,,,^=†%@&
@%†=^,,,,, ground becomes solid again. ,,,,,^=†%@
&@%†=^,,,, ,,,,^=†%@&
#&@%†=^,,, go inside. this time there's a cracked ,,,^=†%@
##&@%†=^,, parking lot, with sprinkled dandelions, ,,^=†%@#
###&@%†=^, lined by wisteria. east of it is an ,^=†%@##
##&@%†=^,, abandoned building, what used to house ,,^=†%@#
#&@%†=^,,, an old restaurant. the paint is ,,,^=†%@
&@%†=^,,,, chipping, some windows are broken, but ,,,,^=†%@&
@%†=^,,,,, the signage is still there: ,,,,,^=†%@
&@%†=^,,,, ,,,,^=†%@&
#&@%†=^,,, "indian palace". ,,,^=†%@
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