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Yes... it is never quiet in this intriguing place....
However no matter how noisy it might be... it has a certain peace to it, so much so, its close to zen...
With rows after rows of turning gears and mechanisms all working by itself, a strange yet fascinating melody is orchestrated...
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All these, the Guy listens.....
Hmmm.. did i mentioned bells by the wall?.
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...Well, things dun always go the way they wan... things do happen to the gears...
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The rows of mechanisms are divided into various function groups... with bells assigned to each of the function groups. This facility has no ceiling, you see... So once in a while, something will drop from above and into the gears... either causing major or minor malfunctions.... Depending on the sections affected, the bells linked to these sections will then wail into life...
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It is the responsibility of the Guy to see to the problem and solve it... But strangely, somehow not all problems were attended to....
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I am sure that u remember the place is linked to the Guy? Yes... sumtimes, these gears 'talk' to him, in fact, the guy actually feels what the facility feels or vice versa... Thus for sum reasons, the Guy, sumtimes, chooses not to solve it.
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"Perhaps sumtimes, there are problems that even myself cannot solve?"
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"Will they even turn after i'd fixed them?
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... the Guy wondered
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I know its hard to believe, facilities are not living things, they cannot feel...
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....So what say you, if i say its all in the mind??
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