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503- By the way, where is home? The address is coming up blank and this place sure isn't it...
- Rise and shine, comrade. It's time to get to work.
- There it is again! There's a spectral smell haunting this industrial harbour. And it…
- You can hear animated voices coming from the other side of the grille.
- "Would you mind? We've got group business to take care of."
- There it is again! There's a spectral scent haunting this pier, no doubt. And it smells…
- The face of King Frissel smiles at you. For some reason the smile now strikes you as more…
- You spend a moment contemplating the cover's slightly unnerving swirl of orange, yellow…
- Good, you're up. Listen, there's something that's been bothering you for a few days now.
- "Just plug that in there, would you?"
- A common office radio, like any of those found in countless waiting rooms, lounges, and…
- "Always my pleasure to be of assistance to the RCM. Godspeed, and if we don't meet again…
- Hey, money-mouth. Eendracht. The impeccable hustler-provider of the seventh generation…
- There! Right in front of you. Do you see it?
- Here we are. Whoever is in there definitely has money, so let's convince them to part…
- The pearlescent paper adamantly resists being held open -- it demands struggle at both…
- A cardboard sign hangs from the arm pointing out to sea. Written in shaky marker pen are…
- "RIGHT TO WORK! RIGHT TO WORK!" the ostensible leader of the strikebreakers chants…