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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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