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.:~:†§#£## sun  is about to  rise. its a long  day, ##£#§†:~:.
.:~:†§#££# before  it  fades  to night  again,  and #££#§†:~:.
...::†§##£ then it stays so  until  i fall  asleep. £##§†::...
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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, ###£#†:~:.
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.:~:†§#£## 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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.......~†# "save"  things. whatever  i  put in here #†~.......
......~†## will  not  be  affected  by  the nightly ##†~......
.:~:†§#££#   reset. everything else, however, is    #££#§†:~:.
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....:~††##  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. £#††~::...
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