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,,=†*§££## not actually a palace. a  cottage in the ##££§*†=,,
,,,=†*§££#   woods (temperate climate, rains every  #££§*†=,,,
,,=†*§££## other  day,  springs   and  streams  and ##££§*†=,,
,,,=†*§££#   mysterious iron and stone artifacts,   #££§*†=,,,
,,=†*§££##    birdland-ish eternal spring (late     ##££§*†=,,
,,,=†*§££#                 spring))                 #££§*†=,,,
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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 #££§*†=,,,
,,=†*§££## 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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,,=†*§££##                    ,                     ##££§*†=,,
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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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