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Brockton Bay
A dank, dark place, all broken-down stone in unnatural shapes and rusted, broken steel. This is a human-made place, but it feels more like a dump than a place to live. Water laps at your paws as you enter, the sky gray as rain pours down on your muzzle. There is little here for you. Take what you need, and leave, before this place takes more than you can afford.
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