ZERO PARADES
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"You can always carry music with you."
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"You should move, CASCADE."
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"You should probably find your colleague."
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"You still can't go back there. Please just leave it alone."
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"You. Again." The tapping begins.
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"You're all just jealous that I found out where she lives.
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"You're back." She eyes you warily.
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"You've come back."
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"Young people. No respect for anything. Least of all themselves..."
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"Yyyes?" Again the heavy, authoritative Azzurri voice comes through.
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"Yyyes?" Again the heavy, authoritative Azzurri voice comes through.
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[equipment orb -- to delete]
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[Reward Orb]
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[Signposting/Exploration Orb]
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[Texture/Worldbuilding Orb]
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2 sol a bottle?!
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A barrier of sound between them and the world.
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A barrier to keep rats out of the tent.
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A beer bottle, gutted and discarded.
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A blurry photo of protestors hurling bricks. The headline: 'NESTOR MUST GO.'
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A bottle sits in wet surrender among the grime. The label, damp but still holding strong, reads 'Wiśnia Schnapps On-Tour'.
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A bottle, left intentionally. A past visitor, nodding at a future one.
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A box left like an offering at a shrine.
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A broken birdcage -- as if crushed or thrown from the window above.
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A broken connection.
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A cartoon dinosaur announcing, 'Aya turns five! Come play!' next to a smudged address.
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A cartoon wolf adorns the top of a plastic drinking cup.
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A chair remains from whoever used to live here.
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A child plucks tomatoes from the plant, runs inside to show her mother.
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A circulation mechanism for the smell of stale beer.
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A click somewhere inside. The world slows.
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A cluster of torn blister packs for a gore-slick card game.
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A collection of sensible shoes.
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A cosmonaut suit, a relic of Project AUTONOMÍA. Its shoulder patch reads, 'The Stars Are Ours, 77'.
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A crate of jars.
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A death pit for ancient print machines, blackened by mould.
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A deep groove in the couch cushion nearest to the phone.
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A delivery of high grip tyres to more adventurous vehicles.
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A dented tipping bucket, tallying fleeting acts of gratitude.
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A discarded junction, meant for fluid lines.
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A discarded newspaper... trash, or a sign?
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A dour view of pipes, steam leaking from their edges.
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A drunk curses as the tram sways, making him piss on his own shoe.
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A DRY AQUEDUCT. ON STRIKE AGAINST THE SO-CALLED HEROES.
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A dry watering hole. Small packs gathered here to sip and trade grunts.
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A faint draft whistles through the hatch. There's another room under this one.
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A familiar flash of red catches your eye.
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A fancy callbox.
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A fax machine, on but quiet -- listening for messages from its gäng.
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A film of water, grease and rust gives the machine a scaled quality -- like a creature risen and tamed.
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