,,^-†$@#¶@                                          @¶#@$†-^,,
,^-†$@#¶@#                                          #@¶#@$†-^,
,,^-†$@#¶@                                          @¶#@$†-^,,
,,,^-†$@#¶                                          ¶#@$†-^,,,
,,^-†$@#¶@                                          @¶#@$†-^,,
,^-†$@#¶@#          Art School House Dream.         #@¶#@$†-^,
,,^-†$@#¶@                                          @¶#@$†-^,,
,,,^-†$@#¶        #------------------------#        ¶#@$†-^,,,
,,^-†$@#¶@                                          @¶#@$†-^,,
,^-†$@#¶@# Slightly Uptown On A Grassy Hill  Lies A #@¶#@$†-^,
,,^-†$@#¶@    Large Repurposed Institution. It'S    @¶#@$†-^,,
,,,^-†$@#¶ Several Floors,  A  Few  Hundred  Meters ¶#@$†-^,,,
,,^-†$@#¶@       Wide. Made Of Yellow Bricks.       @¶#@$†-^,,
,^-†$@#¶@#                                          #@¶#@$†-^,
,,^-†$@#¶@  Combined Nightclub, Cafe, Gallery, Art  @¶#@$†-^,,
,,,^-†$@#¶ School.  It'S  Always Open,  People Come ¶#@$†-^,,,
,,^-†$@#¶@ And Go. The  Basement Is Deeper Than You @¶#@$†-^,,
,^-†$@#¶@#               Would Guess.               #@¶#@$†-^,
,,^-†$@#¶@                                          @¶#@$†-^,,
,,,^-†$@#¶ It'S Messy. I'Ve Spread My  Things  Over ¶#@$†-^,,,
,,^-†$@#¶@             Several Floors,              @¶#@$†-^,,
,^-†$@#¶@#                                          #@¶#@$†-^,
,,^-†$@#¶@ And Due  To A Few Many  Beers  And  Some @¶#@$†-^,,
,,,^-†$@#¶ Secret  Rivalries,  I  Decide  I  Should ¶#@$†-^,,,
,,^-†$@#¶@ Leave.   But  Where   Are  My   Shoes... @¶#@$†-^,,
,^-†$@#¶@#                                          #@¶#@$†-^,
,,^-†$@#¶@       #--- (Looking For Shoes) ---#      @¶#@$†-^,,
,,,^-†$@#¶                                          ¶#@$†-^,,,
,,^-†$@#¶@ After  A While They  Appear  On My Feet. @¶#@$†-^,,
,^-†$@#¶@#                   Ok.                    #@¶#@$†-^,
,,^-†$@#¶@                                          @¶#@$†-^,,
,,,^-†$@#¶ I'M  Crying Of Joy, I Hug A  Friend  And ¶#@$†-^,,,
,,^-†$@#¶@ It'S  Good,  We'Re  Close  Now,  He  Can @¶#@$†-^,,
,^-†$@#¶@# Smell  Me   (All  According   To  Plan). #@¶#@$†-^,
,,^-†$@#¶@                                          @¶#@$†-^,,
,,,^-†$@#¶ I Find Out  Who  Ruined My Paintings And ¶#@$†-^,,,
,,^-†$@#¶@ I Pull  Her  Hair.  She  Cries From Pain @¶#@$†-^,,
,^-†$@#¶@#      But Does Not Beg Forgiveness.       #@¶#@$†-^,
,,^-†$@#¶@                                          @¶#@$†-^,,
,,,^-†$@#¶      #--- (In The Background) ---#       ¶#@$†-^,,,
,,^-†$@#¶@                                          @¶#@$†-^,,
,^-†$@#¶@# Sunset,  Orange  And  Pink,  City  Is  A #@¶#@$†-^,
,,^-†$@#¶@     Black Cutout. There'S Fires And      @¶#@$†-^,,
,,,^-†$@#¶        Explosions On The Ground.         ¶#@$†-^,,,
,,^-†$@#¶@                                          @¶#@$†-^,,
,^-†$@#¶@# "The New  Way  Of  Shipping Iron -  With #@¶#@$†-^,
,,^-†$@#¶@ The Railgun. The Iron  Slag Is  Shot  At @¶#@$†-^,,
,,,^-†$@#¶ Three  Hundred  And Thirty Three  Meters ¶#@$†-^,,,
,,^-†$@#¶@ Per Second, And  At The Receiving End An @¶#@$†-^,,
,^-†$@#¶@# Eight   Square   Meter  Wooden  Cube  Is #@¶#@$†-^,
,,^-†$@#¶@        Launched To Intercept It."        @¶#@$†-^,,
,,,^-†$@#¶                                          ¶#@$†-^,,,
,,^-†$@#¶@ It  Looks  Like  Interstellar  War.  The @¶#@$†-^,,
,^-†$@#¶@# Wooden  Block Shatter  Into  Hundreds Of #@¶#@$†-^,
,,^-†$@#¶@                  Wands.                  @¶#@$†-^,,
,,,^-†$@#¶                                          ¶#@$†-^,,,
,,^-†$@#¶@        #------------------------#        @¶#@$†-^,,
,^-†$@#¶@#                                          #@¶#@$†-^,
,,^-†$@#¶@ # House dream  †  Railgun † Structure  # @¶#@$†-^,,
,,,^-†$@#¶          # Institution † Maze #          ¶#@$†-^,,,
,,^-†$@#¶@                                          @¶#@$†-^,,
,^-†$@#¶@#                                          #@¶#@$†-^,
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,,,^-†$@#¶                                          ¶#@$†-^,,,
,,^-†$@#¶@                                          @¶#@$†-^,,