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#,,,,,,### not actually a palace. a cottage in the ,,,,#,,#,,
,#,,,,,#,# woods (temperate climate, rains every #,,,,#,,#,
,,#,,,,,,# 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 ,,,,,#,,,,
,#,,#,,,,# dreams. #,,,,,#,,,
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#,,,,#,,#, in this cottage there's a lot of radio #,,,#,,,,,
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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 ,,###,,#,#
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,##,,,#,,, 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 ,,,###,,#,
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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. #,,,,#,,#,
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