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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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.~~/%$#£@# i wake up every morning at six am. it's #@£#$%/~~.
..~~/%$#£@ dark, and the stars are out, but the @£#$%/~~..
...~~/%$#£ sun is about to rise. its a long day, £#$%/~~...
....~~/%$# before it fades to night again, and #$%/~~....
...~~/%$#£ then it stays so until i fall asleep. £#$%/~~...
..~~/%$#£@ it doesn't rise unless i've had my @£#$%/~~..
.~~/%$#£@# dreams. #@£#$%/~~.
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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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.~~/%$#£@# £ #@£#$%/~~.
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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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