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Garage
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Air Conditioning is Standard
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An Interactive Fiction
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Release 1 / Serial number 150512 / Inform 7 build 6M22 (I6/v6.33 lib 6/12N) SD
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Garage
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Above the street door is a spectacular art nouveau fanlight, wherein a stained-glass Spirit of Progress bestows the gift of Transportation on mankind.
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The sun, gleaming through the hair of Progress, throws amber curls on the macadam floor.
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The machinist is making some adjustments to the horn with his wrench. He is wearing a grimy pair of overalls and carrying a screwdriver.
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The Victorian Car is here. It also features, in addition to the horn, a cast-iron steering wheel, a leather bucket seat and a combustion engine.
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> > Garage
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(Testing.)
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>[1] z
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Time passes.
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>[2] look
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Garage
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Above the street door is a spectacular art nouveau fanlight, wherein a stained-glass Spirit of Progress bestows the gift of Transportation on mankind.
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The sun, gleaming through the hair of Progress, throws amber curls on the macadam floor.
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The machinist is making some adjustments to the horn with his wrench. He is wearing a grimy pair of overalls and carrying a screwdriver.
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The Victorian Car is here. It also features, in addition to the horn, a cast-iron steering wheel, a leather bucket seat and a combustion engine.
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>[3] look
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Garage
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Above the street door is a spectacular art nouveau fanlight, wherein a stained-glass Spirit of Progress bestows the gift of Transportation on mankind.
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The sun, gleaming through the hair of Progress, throws amber curls on the macadam floor.
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The machinist is making some adjustments to the horn with his wrench. He is wearing a grimy pair of overalls and carrying a screwdriver.
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The Victorian Car is here. It also features, in addition to the horn, a cast-iron steering wheel, a leather bucket seat and a combustion engine.
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>[4] z
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Time passes.
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>[5] look
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Garage
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Above the street door is a spectacular art nouveau fanlight, wherein a stained-glass Spirit of Progress bestows the gift of Transportation on mankind.
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The sun, gleaming through the hair of Progress, throws amber curls on the macadam floor.
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The machinist is making some adjustments to the combustion engine with his screwdriver. He is wearing a grimy pair of overalls and carrying a wrench.
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The Victorian Car is here. It also features, in addition to the combustion engine, a cast-iron steering wheel, a leather bucket seat and a horn.
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The machinist wanders into the Office to get some paperwork.
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>[6] west
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Office
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The machinist rifles through the papers on the desk. He is wearing a grimy pair of overalls.
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A desk with several dozen drawers stands in the center of the room. Besides the papers, it holds a screwdriver and a wrench.
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>[7] east
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Garage
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Above the street door is a spectacular art nouveau fanlight, wherein a stained-glass Spirit of Progress bestows the gift of Transportation on mankind.
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The sun, gleaming through the hair of Progress, throws amber curls on the macadam floor.
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The bemused young lady is running a gloved finger along the chassis of the Victorian Car. She is wearing a sober grey gown (buttoned almost to the chin) and a pair of black boots.
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>[8] z
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Time passes.
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With a not-quite-convincing air of innocence, the young lady happens to lean upon the horn, which bleats loudly.
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>[9] look
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Garage
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Above the street door is a spectacular art nouveau fanlight, wherein a stained-glass Spirit of Progress bestows the gift of Transportation on mankind.
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The sun, gleaming through the hair of Progress, throws amber curls on the macadam floor.
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The bemused young lady is running a gloved finger along the chassis of the Victorian Car. She is wearing a sober grey gown (buttoned almost to the chin) and a pair of black boots.
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The machinist strolls from the Office into the Garage to find out what is going on.
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>[10] z
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Time passes.
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>[11] look
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Garage
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Above the street door is a spectacular art nouveau fanlight, wherein a stained-glass Spirit of Progress bestows the gift of Transportation on mankind.
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The sun, gleaming through the hair of Progress, throws amber curls on the macadam floor.
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The machinist is chatting with the bemused young lady. He seems to be demonstrating the various features of the Victorian Car, including the combustion engine. He is wearing a grimy pair of overalls.
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>[12] z
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Time passes.
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The machinist gives the young lady his arm to climb into the leather bucket seat.
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>[13] look
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Garage
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Above the street door is a spectacular art nouveau fanlight, wherein a stained-glass Spirit of Progress bestows the gift of Transportation on mankind.
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The sun, gleaming through the hair of Progress, throws amber curls on the macadam floor.
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The machinist is leaning on the door of the Victorian Car, pointing out features to the rapt young lady. He is wearing a besotted expression and a grimy pair of overalls.
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You are beginning to feel a little unnecessary in this scene.
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>[14] west
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Office
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A desk with several dozen drawers stands in the center of the room. It holds a screwdriver, a wrench and some papers.
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There's no sound at all from the other room, not even conversation.
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>[15] east
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There is a flurry of movement as you enter the room.
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Garage
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Above the street door is a spectacular art nouveau fanlight, wherein a stained-glass Spirit of Progress bestows the gift of Transportation on mankind.
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The sun, gleaming through the hair of Progress, throws amber curls on the macadam floor.
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The blushing young lady stands near the door, tapping her foot nervously. She is wearing a sober grey gown (tellingly dishevelled) and a pair of black boots.
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The machinist is leaning against the Victorian Car, looking smug. He is wearing a grimy pair of overalls.
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The young lady murmurs something about the wilting heat, and undoes a button or two of her gown. The machinist's expression is comical, or would be, if you weren't annoyed.
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