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¨@¨@¨@¨@¨@             $ dream palace $             ¨@¨@¨@¨@¨@
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¨@¨@¨@¨@¨@             ¨ ..... ...... ¨             ¨@¨@¨@¨@¨@
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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))                 ¨@¨@¨@¨@¨@
¨@¨@¨@¨@¨@                                          ¨@¨@¨@¨@¨@
¨@¨@¨@¨@¨@                    =                     ¨@¨@¨@¨@¨@
¨@¨@¨@¨@¨@                                          ¨@¨@¨@¨@¨@
¨@¨@¨@¨@¨@ 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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¨@¨@¨@¨@¨@                     @                    ¨@¨@¨@¨@¨@
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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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