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Thank you rich this city is made of stone of blood and fish there are two garage mountains to the east and Wayland seal to the west it hasn't always been this way because glaciers who are ice ghosts create oceans carver earth and shape this city here by the sound they swim backwards in time once a storm of boiling is cracked open the streets threw open the town it's quiet now but underneath the concrete is the cooking earth and above that there which is another ocean where spirits we can't see or dancing joking getting full and roasted carob and the praying goes on extends

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