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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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,~«\%@£¶¶@ 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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