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¨¨¨¨¨¨.«*† $ dream palace $ †*«.¨¨¨¨¨¨
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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. #$†*«.¨¨¨¨
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¨¨¨¨¨¨.«*† † †*«.¨¨¨¨¨¨
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¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨.« in this cottage there's a lot of radio «.¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨
¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨. equipment, sound stuff, synths, tape .¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨
¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨.« players. pen and paper, books, cameras, «.¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨
¨¨¨¨¨¨¨.«* mirrors, prisms, and various things to *«.¨¨¨¨¨¨¨
¨¨¨¨¨¨.«*† do art with. the fridge is filled with †*«.¨¨¨¨¨¨
¨¨¨¨¨.«*†$ differet foods, all of them intriguing, $†*«.¨¨¨¨¨
¨¨¨¨.«*†$# slightly weird. #$†*«.¨¨¨¨
¨¨¨.«*†$## ##$†*«.¨¨¨
¨¨.«*†$### # ###$†*«.¨¨
¨.«*†$#### ####$†*«.¨
¨¨.«*†$### 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 $†*«.¨¨¨¨¨
¨¨¨¨¨¨.«*† myself, songs and poetry, and found †*«.¨¨¨¨¨¨
¨¨¨¨¨¨¨.«* sounds from the forest. the others tell *«.¨¨¨¨¨¨¨
¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨.« of their lives, play the guitar for me, «.¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨
¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨. and tell tales of the old world. i .¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨
¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨.« consider them friends as well. «.¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨
¨¨¨¨¨¨¨.«* *«.¨¨¨¨¨¨¨
¨¨¨¨¨¨.«*† # †*«.¨¨¨¨¨¨
¨¨¨¨¨.«*†$ $†*«.¨¨¨¨¨
¨¨¨¨.«*†$# 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 $†*«.¨¨¨¨¨
¨¨¨¨¨¨.«*† fall asleep i'd always wake up fully †*«.¨¨¨¨¨¨
¨¨¨¨¨¨¨.«* rested in my bed. sometimes there's *«.¨¨¨¨¨¨¨
¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨.« accidents where i lose stuff by «.¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨
¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨. forgetting to put them in the square. .¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨
¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨.« «.¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨
¨¨¨¨¨¨¨.«* ¨ *«.¨¨¨¨¨¨¨
¨¨¨¨¨¨.«*† †*«.¨¨¨¨¨¨
¨¨¨¨¨.«*†$ 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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