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    Challenge Submission Autodyssey

    I don’t know how I ended up in this situation, nor do I know who was after me. The only thing that I can recall is the sound of my own footsteps. But there was also something peculiar that I’ve picked up on: the sound of my own voice. Saying things such as ‘you’re so useless,’ or ‘why can’t you...
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    Challenge Submission Unvisitable Cities

    Concordia When I first arrived in the oft-lauded Concordia, city of contrivance, it was by gondola. The gondolier in question was a strange sort of contraption, consisting of a suspension of gears, screws, and winches, which altogether were driven by the unseen running of some creature or...
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