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    █████: It's always the same thing, every dream is different, yet as I dream I remember a

    landmark, a shanty town build on the edge of a mountain, though the town itself sits on the

    end of a natural archway that's twice as big as the Space Needle in Seattle and the column

    that holds the entire thing is as wide as the outlet collection. It's always comprised of two

    levels, the lower levels and the upper levels though to get to the upper levels, there's an

    elevator shaft, or more like a cargo shaft with a few dozen elevator doors and 4 stairways

    leading there, but there's another town, it looks much nicer though the buildings there look

    more European in appearance and have similar designs to those found in Italy or Rome to be

    exact and a grand cathedral on the top of a hill. I've tried looking for such a place on the web,

    but nothing came up, not even a mention of such thing, like it hasn't been build yet, the shanty

    town; all of it, it doesn't exist but these dreams and memories begs the differ, is it a town that

    wants to be built? I don't know, is it a town that wants to be found? I can't find any trace of it,

    no matter where I look. Once I've escaped from this place, I'll search high and low, but if it

    wants to be built, then I'll need to find a suitable place to build it. I know I don't remember

    seeing people living in there, so it might as well be a city of the dead, a ghost town.



    If people do in fact think of it as a new city to live in, then I'm sure they'll find a way to make a

    home in those empty spaces. The nicer part of the town would most likely be their favored

    place to seek a new home and as for the shanty, I suppose those who merely seek to gain

    enough or have no where to live would most likely stay. I don't really see or remember seeing

    people living in the shanty, but, then again, in my dreams I always see the landmark at a

    distance and not up close. ████████ is what I feel like the place would be built or located,

    but these maps don't exactly show city maps or roads. Still my hand feel like they want to

    build it and every time I think about it, the urge sets in and I can't really hold back on creating

    things. Ever since I got these tails, I can't stop writing, I can't stop thinking about books and

    words, I just want to create, no I want to recreate what is created from my imagination, I want

    to recreate the images from my memories, whether they're mine or not. * incomprehensive

    language * ████ ██ ████████ █ ███ ██████. ██████ ██ ████ ████████,

    ██████ ██ ██████ ██.

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