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That bee-tv falls down onto and through magnetic tapes back at the フリッシュ Library, stacked up side by side in jello-filled 空間／宇宙. Slide down this slippery row... until you bang the 壁, lose your balance, and end up on your back, on the 床, feeling a fool, staring up at the flashing epileptic 電気の lights. |
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