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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 ,@@,@,,@@,
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@,@@@@@,@, i wake up every morning at six am. it's ,,,@,,@,,,
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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. ,,@@,,,,@@
@@@@@,,,@@ 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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