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Anne’s Work Room
You see a large sun-lit room looking out over a rambling English garden. The windows are open and the smell of honeysuckle wafts in on the warm spring air. There are three large wooden desks. Two are covered with half-finished bits of code, books, papers, jottings of stories and poems, pictures. One is kept clear and here, neatly stacked, is the current work-in-progress. This desk has a green leather top and several deep wooden drawers. It magically keeps track of anything written on it.
Obvious exits:
out => Hi Pitched Voices
bemidji => Sherman's study
You see scribbles here.
Anne is here.