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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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,^«:=£&¶@# 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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