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| rdfs:label | - A dance at the Brass Embassy!
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| rdfs:comment | - From: [[]] Be careful. The traditional dances of Hell are performed on a floor of red-hot brass. [Find the rest of the story at ]
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| Failure title | - Red-hot, and not in a good way.
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| Failure description | - In the red-lit halls of the Brass Embassy, an atmosphere of […]. You are just getting into the swing of it when you miss a step and fall. Your seared hands and knees, not to mention your wretchedly scorched clothes, end the evening early for you.
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| Success description | - In the red-lit halls of the Brass Embassy, an atmosphere of barely […]. The Deviless nestles against you as you dance. […] At evening's end, she lays her hand on your cheek for a moment, grins and then vanishes into the Embassy's recesses.
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| Description | - Be careful. The traditional dances of Hell are performed on a floor of red-hot brass.
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| abstract | - From: [[]] Be careful. The traditional dances of Hell are performed on a floor of red-hot brass. [Find the rest of the story at ]
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