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.^~\*$## mouse girl likes shoes ###&$*\~^.
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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 &*\\~~^^..
.^~\*$## this, going for girls my age. ###&$*\~^.
.^~\*$## ###&$*\~^.
....^^\$ 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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...^\\\$&& &&$\\\^...
.^~\*$## (here i am awakened by the morning crew) ###&$*\~^.
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