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,,,,,,#,,# not actually a palace. a cottage in the ,#,,##,##,
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,,,,#,##,, other day, springs and streams and ,####,###,
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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 ,##,##,#,#
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,#,#,#,#,, in this cottage there's a lot of radio ##,,##,,,#
########,# equipment, sound stuff, synths, tape ,#,#,#,,##
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,,,,,,#,## 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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,,,,#,#,## 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 ,,##,,,#,#
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###,###,## 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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