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@@@@£%*«,¨ woods (temperate climate, rains every ¨,«*%£@@@@
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#@@@£%*«,¨ 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 ¨,«*%£@@@#
##@@£%*«,¨ 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 ¨,«*%£@@@#
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@@£*««¨¨¨¨ "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 ¨¨,,«%%@@@
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##@@£%*«,¨ 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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