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⣿⣿⣿⣿⠋⢰⣿⣿⠿⣛⣛⣙⣛⠻⢆⢻⣿⠿⠿⠿⣿⡄⠻⣿⣿⣿
⣿⣿⣿⠃⢠⣿⣿⣶⣿⣿⡿⠿⢟⣛⣒⠐⠲⣶⡶⠿⠶⠶⠦⠄⠙⢿
⣿⠋⣠⠄⣿⣿⣿⠟⡛⢅⣠⡵⡐⠲⣶⣶⣥⡠⣤⣵⠆⠄⠰⣦⣤⡀
⠇⣰⣿⣼⣿⣿⣧⣤⡸⢿⣿⡀⠂⠁⣸⣿⣿⣿⣿⣇⠄⠈⢀⣿⣿⠿
⣰⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣷⣤⣈⣙⠶⢾⠭⢉⣁⣴⢯⣭⣵⣶⠾⠓⢀⣴
⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣉⣤⣴⣾⣿⣿⣦⣄⣤⣤⣄⠄⢿⣿
⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⠿⠿⠿⠿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣇⠈⢿
⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⡟⣰⣞⣛⡒⢒⠤⠦⢬⣉⣉⣉⣉⣉⣉⣉⡥⠴⠂⢸
⠻⣿⣿⣿⣿⣏⠻⢌⣉⣉⣩⣉⡛⣛⠒⠶⠶⠶⠶⠶⠶⠶⠶⠂⣸⣿
⣥⣈⠙⡻⠿⠿⣷⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣾⣿⠿⠛⢉⣠⣶⣶⣿⣿
⣿⣿⣿⣶⣬⣅⣒⣒⡂⠈⠭⠭⠭⠭⠭⢉⣁⣄⡀⢾⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿
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"What's this? Trix? Aunt! Trix? You? You're after the prize! What
is it?" He picked up the box and studied the back. "A glow-in-the-dark
squid! Have you got it out of there yet?" He tilted the box, angling the
little colored balls of cereal so as to see the bottom, and nearly spilling
them onto the table top. "Here it is!" He hauled out a little cream-colored,
glitter-sprinkled squid, three-inches long and made out of rubbery plastic.
-- James P. Blaylock, "The Last Coin"
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Zoe: "Do you really think any of us are gonna get through this?"
Jayne: "... I might..."
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[watching The Brady Bunch]
Dad: Greg, I'm afraid you've earned four hours in the snake pit as punishment. And Jan, for tattling on your brother, you've earned a day in the chamber of fire.
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Yow! I threw up on my window!
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