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...~«\%$@£ NOT ACTUALLY A PALACE. A  COTTAGE IN THE £@$%\«~...
..~«\%$@£#   WOODS (TEMPERATE CLIMATE, RAINS EVERY  #£@$%\«~..
.~«\%$@£## OTHER  DAY,  SPRINGS  AND  STREAMS   AND ##£@$%\«~.
..~«\%$@£#   MYSTERIOUS IRON AND STONE ARTIFACTS,   #£@$%\«~..
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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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