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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, .,~~~**&¶¶
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##¶&¤*;~,. 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 .,~;*¤&¶##
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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. ....,;**&#
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