Inventory

>look
You are in a dusty alcove. Nearby is something that is coin-operated.

>check inventory
You are carrying:
A lost soul
An Infinite Improbability Drive
A fine feathered friend
An Angelic Visage
A Mona Lisa
A sixth-grade book report on A Wrinkle in Time written by Trent Reznor
A three-headed monkey
An incomplete printout listing all 9 billion names of god
A nice heavy stone, completely worthless for skipping
A small pair of scissors

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