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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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