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| rdfs:comment | - From: [[]] 'Even the devils hurried to cower in whichever buildings were sturdiest today. Were my thoughts entirely of myself?' [Find the rest of the story at ]
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| Challenge information | - Narrow, 1
*0 - very chancy
*1 - chancy
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| Failure description | - ' - I dashed to a lively trattoria where devils and vagabonds were discussing the price of kidneys. […] The fashion for contempt of the law worked in my favour for once...'
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| From Card/Storylet title | - Day 1, Hurled from High Places
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| Success description | - '- I leapt for an empty archway full of people […] I was doused in a new canon, which is usually fatal. The incubae twins […] told me that the storm respects firm bonds […] They were equally impressed and disgusted […]'
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| Failure summary | - The storm dirties your boots. You clean them off in a trattoria, but no one cares.
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| Description | - 'Even the devils hurried to cower in whichever buildings were sturdiest today. Were my thoughts entirely of myself?'
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| Success summary | - Your Commitment saves you from the storm, amusing and sickening twin incubae.
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| abstract | - From: [[]] 'Even the devils hurried to cower in whichever buildings were sturdiest today. Were my thoughts entirely of myself?' [Find the rest of the story at ]
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