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,,-«*†¤@## A Secret Roundabout: In What Used To Be  ##@¤†*«-,,
,-«*†¤@###  Brazil Or China. Fenced In, Secluded By ###@¤†*«-,
,,-«*†¤@##  Special Plants Growing Unusually Tall.  ##@¤†*«-,,
,,,-«*†¤@#    Spelled In By Purposeful Symmetry,    #@¤†*«-,,,
,,,,-«*†¤@     Roads Like Symbols, Aligned With     @¤†*«-,,,,
,,,,,-«*†¤  Ley lines. Dialed In With Well-Rounded  ¤†*«-,,,,,
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,,-«*†¤@##   A Dangerous Game: The Roundabout Is    ##@¤†*«-,,
,-«*†¤@###   Important To Some Large Constellation  ###@¤†*«-,
,,-«*†¤@##       Of Intents And Bureaucracies.      ##@¤†*«-,,
,,,-«*†¤@# Governments And Companies Are Creatures  #@¤†*«-,,,
,,,,-«*†¤@     In A Way. Yet People Sneak Small     @¤†*«-,,,,
,,,,,-«*†¤   Between Their Claws, And Hide In The   ¤†*«-,,,,,
,,,,,,-«*†    Roadside Bushes. They Wait There.     †*«-,,,,,,
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,,,,-«*†¤@    Vehicles Approach; The Game Is On -   @¤†*«-,,,,
,,,-«*†¤@#   Quickly The People Assemble In Well    #@¤†*«-,,,
,,-«*†¤@## Practiced Geometries. Their Bodies Make  ##@¤†*«-,,
,-«*†¤@###  Counter-Spells On The Asphalt. Traffic  ###@¤†*«-,
,,-«*†¤@##   Is Instantly Diverted, Flows In Sick   ##@¤†*«-,,
,,,-«*†¤@#  Ways, Like Dogs Let Loose. Symmetry Is  #@¤†*«-,,,
,,,,-«*†¤@                   Lost.                  @¤†*«-,,,,
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,,,,,,-«*†  Cars Are Ejected Into The Greens. Ships †*«-,,,,,,
,,,,,-«*†¤     Collide. There Are Many Kinds Of     ¤†*«-,,,,,
,,,,-«*†¤@      Casualties, On Both Sides. The      @¤†*«-,,,,
,,,-«*†¤@#    Spellmakers Will Not Come Home. It    #@¤†*«-,,,
,,-«*†¤@##   Sickens Me, This Physical Reality Of   ##@¤†*«-,,
,-«*†¤@###  It, But The Cause Is Just. I Sneak Back ###@¤†*«-,
,,-«*†¤@##      Over The Fense, Heading South.      ##@¤†*«-,,
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