A Pile of Stinking Rags
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You pass by a pile of filthy, discarded laundry […]
[…] you return to your cell and find it sat in a heap on your bunk. It is a ragged motley of sewn-together fur and skin, dripping with oily water and ruining the already filthy bed-clothes.
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Locked with Suspicion 6
Card drawn in New Newgate Prison
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