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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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