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He is small, and the かすみ is big. It is so big that it is made of little particles each the size of ジェイコブ, whirling around and around Brownian-style, random, unpredictable, sometimes leading to ugly collisions and minor arguments between the dazed and otherwise silent and happy flying haze-pieces. |
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