Editing Day 34, Crowns Without Number
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|location = Iron Republic Streets | |location = Iron Republic Streets | ||
|Description = <i>' – strolling through the fog, which was something of an effort, as it had the consistency of thin porridge and stuck to one's hair. A passing devil pushed a noose into my hand and told me I was the Republic's chief judge for the afternoon.'</i> | |Description = <i>' – strolling through the fog, which was something of an effort, as it had the consistency of thin porridge and stuck to one's hair. A passing devil pushed a noose into my hand and told me I was the Republic's chief judge for the afternoon.'</i> | ||
