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@¨@¨@¨@¨@¨             £ dream palace £             ¨@¨@¨@¨@¨@
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@¨@¨@¨@¨@¨             £ ..... ...... £             ¨@¨@¨@¨@¨@
@¨@¨@¨@¨@¨             † ..... ...... †             ¨@¨@¨@¨@¨¨
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@¨@¨@¨@¨@¨             - ..... ...... -             ¨@¨@¨@¨@¨¨
@¨@¨@¨@¨@¨             ¨ ..... ...... ¨             ¨@¨@¨@¨@¨@
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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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@¨@¨@¨@¨@¨                    «                     ¨@¨@¨@¨@¨@
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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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