The Book of Sages

You begin walking across the page, keeping an eye out for anything. It should have been easy to spot something on such a flat and white world, but for hours you find nothing. Finally, just when you're about to give up, you see a small town on the horizon. You pick up your pace and soon find yourself walking through a white pop-up version of your hometown. Everything is exactly the same size, but the buildings seem to be made of paper.
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