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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 ¨-~\†%#£##
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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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