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⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⣆⡀⠀⡟⠀⠀⠀⠀
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠙⠆⠁⢀⣤⣤⠀
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠋⠀⠀⠀
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢀⡔⠋⡏⠙⡆⠀⠀⠀
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢀⠏⠀⢠⠃⠀⢱⠀⠀⠀
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⣼⢤⣀⣠⠤⣄⡇⠀⠀⠀
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢸⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢸⠀⠀⠀
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⡞⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⡇⠀⠀⠀
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢀⠇⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⡇⠀⠀⠀
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢸⠀⡄⢸⠀⢹⠀⡇⠀⠀⠀
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⡏⠀⡇⡏⠀⡇⠀⣇⠀⠀⠀
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⡏⠀⡼⠀⡇⠀⢣⠀⣇⠀⠀⠀
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⡼⠀⢠⠇⣠⠇⠀⠼⠀⠘⡄⠀⠀
⠀⠀⠀⣀⠟⠋⠈⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠘⣆⠀⠀
⠀⡴⠋⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠰⣄⠀⡔⠓⣆
⢸⠉⣁⡉⠉⢠⡤⠀⢠⢧⡀⠀⠀⠁⡘⢀⡀⢸
⢸⠀⠀⠀⠠⠎⠀⢧⠏⠀⠘⣆⡀⠀⡇⠀⠀⡏
⠀⠉⠑⠒⠒⠋⠁⠁⠀⠀⠀⠀⠉⠉⠉⠉⠁⠀

⠑⡄⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀ ⣀⣀⣤⣤⣤⣀⡀
⠸⠿⡀⠀ ⠀ ⠀⣀⡴⢿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣷⣦⡀
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠑⢄⣠⠾⠁⣀⣄⡈⠙⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣆
⠀⠀⠀⠀⢀⡀⠁⠀⠀⠈⠙⠛⠂⠈⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⠿⡿⢿⣆
⠀⠀⠀⢀⡾⣁⣀⠀⠴⠂⠙⣗⡀⠀⢻⣿⣿⠭⢤⣴⣦⣤⣹⠀⠀⠀⢀⢴⣶⣆
⠀⠀⢀⣾⣿⣿⣷⣮⣽⣾⣿⣥⣴⣿⣿⡿⢂⠔⢚⡿⢿⣿⣦⣴⣾⠸⣼⡿
⠀⢀⡞⠁⠙⠻⠿⠟⠉⠀⠛⢹⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣌⢤⣼⣿⣾⣿⡟⠉
⠀⣾⣷⣶⠇⠀⠀⣤⣄⣀⡀⠈⠻⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⡇
⠀⠉⠈⠉⠀⠀⢦⡈⢻⣿⣿⣿⣶⣶⣶⣶⣤⣽⡹⣿⣿⣿⣿⡇
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠉⠲⣽⡻⢿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣷⣜⣿⣿⣿⡇
⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢸⣿⣿⣷⣶⣮⣭⣽⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⠇
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⣀⣀⣈⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⠇
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿

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"Oh, nice shot," you say. "Good prediction," you cheer. But do you really think it’s all me? No, it's the voices. They scream trajectories and detonation timings, they howl about blast radii and shrapnel patterns. In the chaos of battle, where you hear explosions, I hear symphonies. Each shot, each detonation, a note in the grand orchestra conducted by the phantoms in my skull.