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.,-:†£§#@# not actually a palace. a cottage in  the #@#§£†:-,.
.,-:†££§##  woods (temperate climate, rains every   ##§££†:-,.
....,-††§§ other  day,  springs  and   streams  and §§††-,....
.,-:†£#@##   mysterious iron and stone artifacts,   ##@#£†:-,.
.,-::†£§##    birdland-ish eternal spring (late     ##§£†::-,.
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.,-:†£§### i wake up every morning at six  am. it's ###§£†:-,.
.....---†§ dark,  and the  stars  are  out, but the §†---.....
...,::†§#@ sun  is about  to rise. its a  long day, @#§†::,...
.,-:†£§### before it  fades  to  night  again,  and ###§£†:-,.
.,--:†££## then it  stays so  until i  fall asleep. ##££†:--,.
.....,:††§ it  doesn't  rise  unless  i've  had  my §††:,.....
.,-:†£§§##                  dreams.                 ##§§£†:-,.
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.....-†††§ in this cottage there's a  lot of  radio §†††-.....
....,,:£§@   equipment, sound stuff, synths, tape   @§£:,,....
.,-:†£§#@# players.  pen and paper, books, cameras, #@#§£†:-,.
.,-:†£§#@@ mirrors, prisms, and  various things  to @@#§£†:-,.
...-:††£§@ do  art with.  the fridge is filled with @§£††:-...
.,-:†£§#@# differet foods, all of them  intriguing, #@#§£†:-,.
.,---:†£##              slightly weird.             ##£†:---,.
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....--†§## i have  friends  -  there's a cat, and a ##§†--....
.,-:†£§##@ dog  (who  is  ridicolously  large   and @##§£†:-,.
.,,,,:£§§@ wants to be  the big spoon). i listen to @§§£:,,,,.
.....-:†§# the shortwave radio, and transmit a  bit #§†:-.....
....,:£££§ myself,  songs  and  poetry,  and  found §£££:,....
.,-::††§§# sounds from the forest. the others  tell #§§††::-,.
...,,-††§# of their lives, play the  guitar for me, #§††-,,...
....--:†£# and tell  tales  of  the  old  world.  i #£†:--....
.,-:†£§#@#      consider them friends as well.      #@#§£†:-,.
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.,-:†£§#@# most importantly,  there's a two  square #@#§£†:-,.
.,-:†£§#@# meter  area  on  the  floor  where i can #@#§£†:-,.
.,-:†£§### "save"  things. whatever  i put in  here ###§£†:-,.
..,,,,,-†§ will  not  be  affected  by  the nightly §†-,,,,,..
.,-:†£§§§@   reset. everything else, however, is    @§§§£†:-,.
.,-:†£§#@@    completely reset overnight: synth     @@#§£†:-,.
.,-:†£§###   patches removed, food uneaten, wounds  ###§£†:-,.
...,,,:††§ healed, and  wherever and  whenever  i'd §††:,,,...
....-::££# fall  asleep  i'd always  wake  up fully #££::-....
.,--::†£§# rested  in  my  bed.  sometimes  there's #§£†::--,.
......--†§ accidents   where   i  lose   stuff   by §†--......
.....,:†§§ forgetting to  put  them  in the square. §§†:,.....
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.,-:†£§#@# at  night,   i  have  demi-lucid  dreams #@#§£†:-,.
.,-:†£§### where the  spirits of the  forest around ###§£†:-,.
....,:†§## the cottage tries  to communicate. here, ##§†:,....
.,-::::£#@ it's  not  endless but  connected  to  a @#£::::-,.
.,-:†£§#@# large sprawling  city,  where  my  radio #@#§£†:-,.
.....-::†§ friends live.  we go exploring  together §†::-.....
.,-:†£§#@@ - things are deep  and dark - but unlike @@#§£†:-,.
.,-:†£§#@# me, they never remember during the  day. #@#§£†:-,.
....,-††§@ this is  a  mystery  we  often  discuss. @§††-,....
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