,,:~/*@#@#                                          #@#@*/~:,,
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,,,:~/*@#@          Art School House Dream.         @#@*/~:,,,
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,,:~/*@#@#                                          #@#@*/~:,,
,,,:~/*@#@ Slightly Uptown On A Grassy  Hill Lies A @#@*/~:,,,
,,,,:~/*@#    Large Repurposed Institution. It'S    #@*/~:,,,,
,,,:~/*@#@ Several Floors,  A  Few  Hundred  Meters @#@*/~:,,,
,,:~/*@#@#       Wide. Made Of Yellow Bricks.       #@#@*/~:,,
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,,:~/*@#@#  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... #@#@*/~:,,
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,,:~/*@#@#      #~~~ (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."        #@#@*/~:,,
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,,,,:~/*@# It  Looks  Like  Interstellar  War.  The #@*/~:,,,,
,,,:~/*@#@ Wooden Block Shatter  Into  Hundreds  Of @#@*/~:,,,
,,:~/*@#@#                  Wands.                  #@#@*/~:,,
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,,:~/*@#@#        #~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~#        #@#@*/~:,,
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,,,,:~/*@# # House dream  /  Railgun /  Structure # #@*/~:,,,,
,,,:~/*@#@          # Institution / Maze #          @#@*/~:,,,
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