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#¨¨##¨#¨¨¨ woods (temperate climate, rains every ¨#¨###¨¨##
#¨#¨###¨¨# other day, springs and streams and ###¨¨#¨#¨¨
####¨¨#¨#¨ mysterious iron and stone artifacts, ¨¨#¨####¨#
¨¨¨#¨####¨ birdland-ish eternal spring (late ¨###¨¨¨##¨
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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 #¨¨¨¨##¨¨#
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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 #¨#¨###¨¨#
¨#######¨# 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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