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Either obsessive compulsive disorder or magic caused Angela to open the
nearest blue chest. Inside was...
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nothing.
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more beer.
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a small amount of beer.
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a typewriter, though of course she does not recognize it.
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sexy lingerie.
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boring lingerie.
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smelly bugs.
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the diary of her nerdy ex-boyfriend. The one he never let her read. (Memories rushing back made her dizzy).
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a metal claw.
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well-done drawings of men smooching. Angela is shocked. Shocked, I say!
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