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The house at twilight. A colored sun sets in the West. The air is blue above, waiting to become a quick black. A cricket makes noise in the background. Snakes hide in the grass. Rodents run free in the ˆÃ‚¢. Tiny lit bugs spell the names of their corporations all at once in unison. Dynamos hum as all the televisions start at once.