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.#.#.#.#.#   WOODS (TEMPERATE CLIMATE, RAINS EVERY  .#.#.#.#.#
.#.#.#.#.# OTHER  DAY,  SPRINGS   AND  STREAMS  AND .#.#.#.#.#
.#.#.#.#.#   MYSTERIOUS IRON AND STONE ARTIFACTS,   .#.#.#.#.#
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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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