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#,#,#,#,#,             $ dream palace $             #,##,#,#,#
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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     #,,#,#,#,,
#,#,#,#,#,                 spring))                 #,##,#,#,#
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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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#,#,#,#,#,                     £                    #,##,#,#,#
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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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