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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     ##@£&%/~-.
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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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