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#@¶&&**~:, arrive at what looks like a large ,:~**&&¶@#
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#@¶&&**~:, few places. but keep going, and ,:~**&&¶@#
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#@¶&&**~:, brighter here, and the sounds of the ,:~**&&¶@#
#@¶&&**~:, city seem distant. but there's a second ,:~**&&¶@#
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@&&&&**~:, 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 ,:~**&&¶@#
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#@¶&&**~:, the signage is still there: ,:~**&&¶@#
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