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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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